Scribbled down on January 1st, 2009 by she
Posted in Frothing At The Bit
Ow! Ow! Fric’n frack’n ow!
Drew has been gone 2 weeks and I have my first injury. It’s pretty much a tradition now. I’m a clutz. The type that trips over chalk lines drawn on a sidewalk. I frequently fall down (or stand up) and go boom. Of late, one or more of the dogs plays a supporting role in how I manage to hurt myself. Lucky for Drew he’s usually out of the city or country when some of the worst ones happen. Like slipping in dog pee – isn’t house training new puppies fun? – while attempting to carry a basket of laundry downstairs. That little adventure ended with me falling down the stairs – breaking a foot and blackening an eye in the process.
Problem is, I have no idea how my current booboo happened. After a not so successful attempt at sleeping in bed on the 30th, I went to sleep in the recliner (well pseudo sleep) last night/morning perfectly normal. Well as normal as I can be. I woke up at 6am in excrutiating pain.
I toss and turn A LOT in my sleep. Ok Sherlock, got me. I flail. Often in constant motion. I’m apparently participating in some dance lessons or sports while I dream. If and when I do sleep. Unmedicated that is. It baffles me that Drew and the dogs manage to sleep through it most nights. I don’t know if my sleep related hijinks are directly related to the cause of my injury but I suspect so at this point.
Since I don’t play a doctor on tv, I don’t know if it’s a bone, nerve, or muscle/tendon issue but I’m leaning towards the latter. There’s swelling between the knuckes of my index and pointer fingers in my left hand and depending on how I move my index finger the pain radiates to my wrist or elbow. I can’t straighten the finger completely nor can I bend it sufficiently to close a my hand into a fist. Any motion of the hand sets off a dull throbbing.
So I’m now a tad bit worried. I don’t know if any of the local walk-in clinics will be open it being New Year’s day and a holiday and all. I’ve got other problems now too. If a clinic is open I don’t know how I’m going to manage to dress myself and drive there. And if it is muscle related I don’t know if they’ll be able to do anything more than load me up with drugs anyway.
You don’t realize you much you use your hands and how pivitol you index finger is to you until you’ve managed to hurt it.
Whatever the cause and eventual diagnosis, this better heal soon. I’m back at work and school as of Monday.
Argh! I think I’m going to take an ibuprofin an try to go back to sleep for a few hours. Any clinics certainly won’t be open at this hour and 3 hours of sleep is not enough to try and tackle getting dressed and driving.
Anyone want to spend their New Year’s holiday sitting in a waiting room slowly going out of your mind to keep me company? Didn’t think so.
As to how I managed to blog this…one finger. Tapping. On an iPhone. Took nearly an hour to complete. Using an actual keyboard is out of the question. For now.