Current thought: I'm losing sensation in my right hand. I have what you call a typical 'Boxer's Fracture.' Yes, self-diagnosed, but its obvious. Now this scares me and I am fully aware it is imperative I see the doctor and I intend to once I get paid. Oh the woes of not having health insurance-- a great benefit I always took for granted up until I graduated college! My hand seems to have gotten a little better ever since I've sat up, but if i try to lift up my hand, my pinky and ring finger start shaking. Crazy. I can foresee having to rebreak my hand (sober!!!) and having a cast or splint in the near future. Oh boy.
I've never broken a bone in my life. Never needed to see the doctor other than being 'cough cough' sick. Now, the functional abilities of my right hand are limited. It's still bruised, still a little swollen, & slowly becoming more bothersome. Damnit what am I going to tell my mother? I think I'll blame this on..... skateboarding. Yes, thats it. She'll probably have a heart attack if she ever found out the truth behind me breaking two knuckles & then some.
My mother is still recovering and I can't bare to burden her with the stupidity and lack of rational I displayed last week. They say it takes about 5-6 weeks for an injury like this to heal... errr. Guess I'll have to face my mom with it whether I like it or not, but I'll cross that bridge when I get there :)
As far as today goes, I'm in awe at the amount of "chatting" I did. The IM's just never stopped. It was the strangest thing, but I must say, I was very amused with every conversation. Many quote worthy comments were made... To all those friends, thank you for brightening up my day :) Although my hand paid the price, I enjoyed myself!
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