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Welcome to this blog, which receives no comments out here in the darkest, coldest, loneliest reaches of cyberspace.
The hand has improved. It does not hurt anymore, I'm out of the sling. and I can even use my thumb and forefinger on that hand. I got a new job at a restaurant, where I even waited tables last night. Basically figured out how to do every task there with limited hand use. The customers, as you might expect, have no end of stupid and even rude shit to say or ask about my arm. But most just ignore it. A table of college girls demanded to know how I broke my hand, so I simply said that I broke it in Mexico. Seems pretty adventurous.
One asshole asked why my cast was so ragged and messed up. If I had not been on the job I would have said something like, "None of your business, jackass." I simply did not reply. Then he explains, "I'm a hand doctor - that's why I ask."
The challenging part of waiting tables with one good hand is writing the orders down left-handed.
I believe I'm officially ambidextrous (both hands dominant). It is such an empowering feeling to perform some intricate task with the left hand. Try it - it's done wonders for me.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Day 14
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Quit my waiter job yesterday. They didn't want to try me out one-handed, and I lost my cool with the assistant manager.
So at the art reception party I would say, "I'm unemployed," when people asked what I did for a living. The results were hilarious - the effect was the same as telling someone you have AIDS. Cocktail party bullshit.
Quit my waiter job yesterday. They didn't want to try me out one-handed, and I lost my cool with the assistant manager.
So at the art reception party I would say, "I'm unemployed," when people asked what I did for a living. The results were hilarious - the effect was the same as telling someone you have AIDS. Cocktail party bullshit.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Day 11
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already i am proficient with my left hand. when the cast comes off in two months my left hand will be the chief of hands. the commanding hand. on it's own doing jobs meant for two hands.
the left (uninjured) hand is sore in the mornings from all that work. double work load. the soreness is a sign of new muscle growth.
already i am proficient with my left hand. when the cast comes off in two months my left hand will be the chief of hands. the commanding hand. on it's own doing jobs meant for two hands.
the left (uninjured) hand is sore in the mornings from all that work. double work load. the soreness is a sign of new muscle growth.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Day 7
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Sang karaoke tonight with my broke hand. Good times. Some of the ladies asked me about the hand, but none of the ones I was actually intrigued by made any notice of my condition. Women, man. It's like herding cats. And while some of them at the grocery store might chat about my hand, the smart ones aren't going to fall for the broken hand trick. Who needs women anyway.
I was the designated driver even with one good hand. Also, I just cooked another omelette. Having one hand forces me to flip the omelette by flicking the skillet. In the past I was too comfortable (with the luxury of two hands) to learn to flip eggs on a skillet.
Sang karaoke tonight with my broke hand. Good times. Some of the ladies asked me about the hand, but none of the ones I was actually intrigued by made any notice of my condition. Women, man. It's like herding cats. And while some of them at the grocery store might chat about my hand, the smart ones aren't going to fall for the broken hand trick. Who needs women anyway.
I was the designated driver even with one good hand. Also, I just cooked another omelette. Having one hand forces me to flip the omelette by flicking the skillet. In the past I was too comfortable (with the luxury of two hands) to learn to flip eggs on a skillet.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Day 6
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AM spent at hand specialist. great success. against the odds, he was able to "reduce" (ie. put back together) my fractured metacarpal. the fourth metacarpal is the long bone in your hand behind your ring finger. mine was broke in two, the broken ends jutting up at 45 degree angles. it looked like the bones in my hand were "pitching a tent." the doc got the bone ends to join each other in a straight line like they used to. so they gave me a local anesthetic and hung my arm by the tip of my ring finger to stretch the bones apart. after 20 minutes of this, the tech put my bone back together through clamping my palm. this was painful, more painful than the incident itself. if the bone does not slip apart in 10 days, then it will heal without surgery. if it pops apart, then i get a permanent steel plate in my hand. this would probably disqualify me from competition in ultimate fighting, which is a great setback.
man i love going to all these clinics with my arm in a sling. when i went to st. david's to get my x-rays, all the women working there were pretty enough to work as TV hospital staff. i love them.
AM spent at hand specialist. great success. against the odds, he was able to "reduce" (ie. put back together) my fractured metacarpal. the fourth metacarpal is the long bone in your hand behind your ring finger. mine was broke in two, the broken ends jutting up at 45 degree angles. it looked like the bones in my hand were "pitching a tent." the doc got the bone ends to join each other in a straight line like they used to. so they gave me a local anesthetic and hung my arm by the tip of my ring finger to stretch the bones apart. after 20 minutes of this, the tech put my bone back together through clamping my palm. this was painful, more painful than the incident itself. if the bone does not slip apart in 10 days, then it will heal without surgery. if it pops apart, then i get a permanent steel plate in my hand. this would probably disqualify me from competition in ultimate fighting, which is a great setback.
man i love going to all these clinics with my arm in a sling. when i went to st. david's to get my x-rays, all the women working there were pretty enough to work as TV hospital staff. i love them.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Day 5
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woke up on couch downstairs in late morning. went out walking for a couple of hours. bought a cool shirt about texas pride with skeletons on it, and a badass ring for 5 bucks. the ring probably weighs several pounds, or at least it feels like it. picked up some mexican pastries for breakfast, about to fry eggs for lunch.
the reality of staying home during the work week is sinking in. all my friends are busy working right now.
woke up on couch downstairs in late morning. went out walking for a couple of hours. bought a cool shirt about texas pride with skeletons on it, and a badass ring for 5 bucks. the ring probably weighs several pounds, or at least it feels like it. picked up some mexican pastries for breakfast, about to fry eggs for lunch.
the reality of staying home during the work week is sinking in. all my friends are busy working right now.
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