Owwww!!

I think as I am getting older, I am becoming way more accident prone. I am constantly smashing, dislocating, hyperextending, twisting or otherwise maiming myself. Monday was a not so good day for me. I came home from feeding (after having a pretty normal "good" day - I should have known....) and of course my darling doggers were waiting to mob me and get their evening skritches. Monkey was on one side, and Blondie on the other. They are usually pretty careful around me because I tend to squall bloody murder if they hurt my knee. On Monday, they were just sooo excited. Monk performed the Atomic But Bump (TM) on Blondie and she moved, and her foot was right where I was going to step. So, instead of stepping on her foot, I tried to step around her. Well, that was a miserable failure, and I managed to fall. Not a big deal, I fall all the time. Unfortunately, I stupidly tried to catch myself on my hand. It made a nice icky noise and I felt something give. It hurt like hell too. DH came to pick me up (isn't he sweet?) cause I was sitting there bawling because it hurt. He got me up and I went in and put an ice pack on it. Just what I needed to go along with my arthritis and carpal tunnel. YAY! NOT!

I figured it wasn't that big a deal. Everything hurts when you do it, and it would be better by the morning. Well, it wasn't. DH has broken both of his thumbs, and he looked at mine and said I should go have it looked at. Well hell :( Ok. So I did. They xrayed it and poked and pulled and flipped my fingers and pulled my arm and flexed my elbow. There was no visible fracture on the xray. The Doc said I had to come back, because he is worried that the swelling might be hiding a fracture in my thumb or wrist. Great huh?

They gave me this torture device they called a splint. I am not the best patient in the world. I don't like being restricted much, and this splint is driving me insane. I can't move my thumb. It is sticking out in the way of doing anything constructive, which is pissing me off. The worst part is I have to wear it for at least a week until they redo the xrays. HARUMPH. We poured 7 times in 5 days last week, and my hands are both very unhappy. They are swollen and they hurt, and now this. The Doc said I had a "remarkable amount" of arthritis for someone my age. He asked if I had had surgery on my hands. ??? Uh no. I told him that I had worked on a horse farm, and now finished concrete, and I'd had a lot of injuries. He just shook his head. Wonder what that meant? Oh well.

I have been too busy to update much here. I do have some pictures of the big job. We have actually finished parts of it - done, finito, sealed and we don't care who walks on it now! YAY! When I remember where I stashed my camera, I will try to get caught up. I have no idea where it actually is. I must think about it.....