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Ow.
Managed to injure myself on the refrigerator, of all things. I'm not entirely sure how it happened, but I ended up banging the heel of my left hand just below the thumb hard enough that I was mildly concerned something might be broken. It's subsided to being just sore now, but you know how hard it is to hold a hardback book or type with both hands without moving your thumb or exerting pressure with it? Damn hard, thank you very much.
And now I stop whining on the internets and go back to read TERRY PRATCHETT.
And now I stop whining on the internets and go back to read TERRY PRATCHETT.
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My friend Kathryn managed to cut herself once with BUTTER. I wouldn't worry.
okay sure it was technically the butter wrapper but still
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One should never trust butter.
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Also: I hate you...because you're reading a new Terry Pratchett book. -_-
=-P
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I've finished it - should have a blog post on it tonight!
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Dangerous Appliances
I hope that wasn't your drawing hand! "One hand for the butter, and one for the art."
Re: Dangerous Appliances
Nah, I'm right-handed. It seems to have gotten much better overnight, and now only hurts if I poke it.
Naturally, I have an irresistible urge to poke it at every opportunity.
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I actually broke my thumb bone once and it was a pain in the axx (though acutually it was my finger that hurt). Anyway, I could not type the space key without pain and I had to try to type it with my left thumb, nevermind other things I found difficult to do. Well, needless to say, I found that I had noooooooooo coordination what so ever!
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I broke my toe once, and that hurt when I had to drive, or when I forgot about it and pushed myself in my office chair with that foot. Ow!
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"Right Hand, if you don't stop poking Left Hand, I'm going to have to make you sit in separate corners."
There. That should settle it.
shouldn't it?
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XD
That would do it ... !
I always carry a notebook or writing tablet to meetings simply because regardless of whether I take any actual notes, I need something on which to draw scrollwork thingies, basketwork in and out of the ruling lines, patterns made of carefully dotted lines, and sometimes left-facing profiles (of people or horses or birds ... nothing else, and never right-facing). The more boring the meeting and/or the more agitated I am, the faster the page fills up ... but it keeps me from less socially-acceptable tics.
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(squee)
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My mother insisted it couldn't be broken if I wasn't still screaming blue murder more than an hour later (hey, I was 11-going-on-20 and screaming gets old fast!) and if I could move it a little, despite the swelling, so I didn't get it to the emerg room until the next evening when the swelling still hadn't gone down. My first cast! Fun times. >.>
My sister once broke her foot by getting it caught under a recliner footrest thingy as she was getting up out of the chair.
I hope your thumb gets better quickly! Ice it?
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(It didn't hurt anywhere near as much as the doctor thought it ought to. I didn't even finish out my vicoprofen prescription. XD)
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Slightly less morbid but potentially more squicky for some people, there was recently a very interesting post over on Making Light about broken bones (http://nielsenhayden.com/makinglight/archives/009238.html), though focusing on much more severe ones that need first aid and an ambulance.
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I walked on a strained ligament in my ankle for six years because my parents insisted all I needed was exercise. When I got to college and could go to the doctor on my own, I went. The doctor said that exercise was the worst thing for it, and after 6 weeks of rest and favoring it and wrapping it tightly, it was cured. Why yes, I am bitter about six years of pain, thank you for asking. *twitch*