The best look I got at my incision was through the nasty tape just before the cast went on. It was bigger than I expected but looks like a neat little line. Could be much worse.
** Yeah that didn't last...by 6pm tonight I was back out of the cast and into the black splint I wore for the two weeks before surgery. My mom asked me,"How pushy were you at letting them know you didn't do well with a cast?" If I wasn't already crying I would have laughed out loud. I'm not very good at pushy unless it's for the well being of my children. Good thing I brought my mom back to the doctor's office to push for my well being. I love my mom, and I really love my splint right now!!
P.S. Like how you can still see my doctor's initials and mine that we wrote on the hand to be operated on? Good way to be sure they open up the correct wrist eh?