Crushed fingers...

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So about a week ago, I crushed two of my fingers and banged my wrist. To make a long story short, it involved a heavy solid object in motion (a fridge), a solid wall and my puny right hand. The result? A nice crispy crunch. See equation 1.0 for the formula.

Equation 1.0:

(solid OBJECT in MOTION) + (solid WALL) + (my puny HAND) = crispy CRUNCH

I probably should have seen a doctor, especially after the swelling started. Instead, I took the typical guys approach--I decided to wait for a few days to see if it would heal on it's own. I just sniffed the wounds for gangrene and since my hand hadn't fallen off, I figured I was ok.

For the first few days after the mishap, I favoured my right hand like a spoiled brat. Gotta open the fridge door? Left hand's job. Gotta brush my teeth? Left hand's job. Gotta start the ignition? Left hand's job. You get the picture.

Anyway, I quickly learned to appreciate having two hands. Even the smallest two-handed or right-handed jobs were major obstacles. Heh. I had particular trouble opening jars until I found that I could open most jars by using my elbow to grip the jar, while using my good hand to twist the cap. Shaking people's hands became a gambler's game. Most people don't have a really strong grip, but once in awhile you meet that one person with THE Death Grip. Each time I shook someone's hand it was like playing Russian roulette--I was hoping that the person didn't have THE Grip.

As the days progressed, I reintroduced my right hand back into civilian life. A few days ago I even started typing with my right hand again. But, something felt wrong. My right hand felt really odd. In fact it kinda hurts to type this very entry up. Hmmm.

It wasn't until the swelling started to die down that I could start to see the shape and position of my knuckles. Well, if I look closely, the knuckle of my pinkie seems a bit 'off'.

The optimistic voice in my brain says: "Gee...I hope it isn't dislocated."

I think it might actually be dislocated. I guess I should probably go see my doctor so he can pop it back in. I thought about doing it myself, but I don't think I can be quick enough, which would only make things more painful. Sigh.

Now there's a doctor's appointment to look forward to.

Yummy.

Posted by Dave at May 18, 2002 01:11 AM