In the operating room the surgeon came to me and introduced himself and told me the extent of the damage. It was not good.
I told him that I was a fingerstyle guitarist and asked if he thought I would be able to play again. He told me that I would not because the way I broke my right wrist that my fingers would never work that way again.
After much prayer and faith, two surgeries, a steel plate, seven steel pins, and strenuous therapy, I played " God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" in the rehab unit three months later at Christmas Time.
I am playing better than ever and recorded my first insturmental CD in 2004. Praise the Lord!

