So I take my happy ass down to the ER because you know I'm in the middle of moving to the opposite corner of the country in two days why the fuck not! I go through triage and everyone is sufficiently skeeved out by my arm so I know I've got something good. I finally get to the actual ER area and they do Xrays etc. Not sure why...it's for what is clearly muscle damage but oh well. So I get carted back to the ER area and I wait...and I wait...and I sleep. I eventually wake up 3 hours later when a doctor finally sees me. "hmmm...does this hurt *poke prod*" OW FUCK!!! "yer fine...take some Motrin for the swelling."
What? What did you just fucking say?? Motrin??
I blew up! He replies and says, "Hey...I checked the xrays and there's nothing wrong."
I went ballistic on him...WHAT???? XRAYS SHOW BONE DAMAGE ONLY!!! THIS IS CLEARLY SOFT TISSUE!!!!
"hmmm...yeah...I guess you're right. Wel you can hang out for an MRI but that won't be for another 6 hours but really...you just need some Motrin for the swelling."
Reason #4551346774134 why Florida can suck my crusty taint!
First week back to work after three weeks off and my ass is TIRED!!! The one handed typing seriously sucks considering the vast majority of my job right now consists of responding to emails. Oh well...I get the cast thing off next week. I'll have a splint on for another 6-8 weeks after that but maybe I'll have more mobility with it. Trust me kids...if it looks too heavy to lift it probably is. Here's what happened...it's pretty gnarly so here goes...