Friday was when I should have had surgery.

Instead, I was at work with a big storm that cut the power out, made my boss yell at me, and after doing just a small task, has my arms burning the day after. Storm took down many trees and my windows at home were open a crack and my floor is all wet.

A sign from the universe I should have had surgery?

So hard to pull the trigger! If there were not so many horror stories, I would have.

I'll check in with my PT again. She doesn't know any more than I do. And even though I am going with Dr. D, he is up in the air too. He'll do it. And he is OK with not doing it.

Ugh.