I am such a dork
So I joined a flag football team. (All because Cajun Girardi joined - we aren't on the same team but everyone hangs out afterwards.) Our first game was last night. My team decided to practice a little bit last night before the game. So we are all throwing the ball around and I tried to catch one and I grabbed it all wrong. I thought I had just jammed my finger, so of course I pulled it out trying to make it pop. It wasn't a big deal so I just kept going. The game was so much fun. It's amazing how quick the adrenaline starts pumping. I even caught the ball and got my team a first down. I was pretty much a blocker and a rusher which I have to say was a lot of fun.
When the game was over I looked down at the finger I jammed. It looked like a sausage. It was so fricken swollen and it started to throb. Again I didn't think too much of it. Until I got to PT's. Then I realized that not only was it swollen, but it was bruised and discolored. What a mess. So I put some ice on it and went home to sleep.
When I woke up this morning it was pretty much in the same condition. So as soon as I got to work I decided to call the doctor. I had an appointment at lunch time. My doctor took some xrays and of course he is pretty sure that it is fractured. He said he would have a radiologist look at it and that I should follow up on Monday or Tuesday. He also said that I might need to see an orthopedic!!!! So I now have a splint on the middle finger of my left hand holding it up. My first broken bone and it just has to be my middle finger.
On another note, I spoke (aka text messaged) with SDM yesterday. One of our mutual friends sent me a message about the situation and shed some light on his point of view. So I sent him a text message saying that I appreciated his apology, but he needs to try not to make me cry again. He apologized again and said that he didn't mean to hurt me. So that situation is back to normal. (Normal being one of the strangest relationships I have had with another person in a long time since there really is no definitive term or label that you can put to it. Unless I make one up - Text Message Buddy?)
When the game was over I looked down at the finger I jammed. It looked like a sausage. It was so fricken swollen and it started to throb. Again I didn't think too much of it. Until I got to PT's. Then I realized that not only was it swollen, but it was bruised and discolored. What a mess. So I put some ice on it and went home to sleep.
When I woke up this morning it was pretty much in the same condition. So as soon as I got to work I decided to call the doctor. I had an appointment at lunch time. My doctor took some xrays and of course he is pretty sure that it is fractured. He said he would have a radiologist look at it and that I should follow up on Monday or Tuesday. He also said that I might need to see an orthopedic!!!! So I now have a splint on the middle finger of my left hand holding it up. My first broken bone and it just has to be my middle finger.
On another note, I spoke (aka text messaged) with SDM yesterday. One of our mutual friends sent me a message about the situation and shed some light on his point of view. So I sent him a text message saying that I appreciated his apology, but he needs to try not to make me cry again. He apologized again and said that he didn't mean to hurt me. So that situation is back to normal. (Normal being one of the strangest relationships I have had with another person in a long time since there really is no definitive term or label that you can put to it. Unless I make one up - Text Message Buddy?)
posted by Shannon @ 3:37 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home