

“Okay, now I’m getting nervous,” admits Jonathan Horne, crossing a skyway between a parking garage and the adjoining medical center.
The night before, he’d endured grisly, pre-surgery nightmares, but the morning arises serene. As Horne enters the lobby of an orthopedic practice, the receptionist presents him with paperwork: “You know what to do.”
Indeed, he does. This is the third hand surgery in the last nine months for one of Austin’s premier guitarists.