Your $20. bill came in the mail today. The Hide continues and if this hand of mine gets any better I may actually be able to get out shooting again myself. Yesterday being "Good Friday" I went to plant some Hostas on my Grandmother's (and eight other dead relatives) grave and just the act of sing the little hand spade to dig the holes for the hostas really messed me up. I woke up at 3 AM with two more or less paralyzed fingers. They're working again now but not well.
HOWEVER, the surgeon is confident that with time, I'll have feeling back. I sure hope so. It's prime shooting weather.