Am I Ever Not Injured??
I’m injured…again. I wish I had a fun or at least admirable story for it but I don’t. I really don’t even have an “admirable” injury.
I sprained my finger.
Oh good grief. So I can still do normal stuff, right? Weeeeell, kind of and not really.
What happened was that I crack my knuckles when they get stiff. This time I wasn’t paying attention though and was just pushing the knuckle down again and again despite the fact that it wasn’t popping. It took a bit to realize my finger was really hurting. By that point the damage had been done.
Oddly enough, the injured knuckle wasn’t the one I was pushing (the one by the nail); it was the large knuckle closer to the hand that got injured. I can’t bend the finger well. Not broken or dislocated but painful and swelling.
I thought I just made the finger a bit sore at first and kept on like I normally did. It wasn’t until I was done cleaning the bathroom (including scrubbing the tub) that I realized I must’ve done more damage than initially suspected.
The finger was swollen and so painful!
So I ice it at various times throughout the day and try not to use it. I took Ibuprofen yesterday though not today. Not using it did ‘t work so I taped it to a buddy finger. It seemed less melodramatic than using the popsickle stick and making it look broken.
I can now do mostly normal things but it’s more difficult for obvious reasons. I figure I’m doing well though because I can tie my shoes. It’s a big accomplishment for me.
I’m not whining or complaining. Telling the story to my mom I was actually laughing. I find my stupidity hilarious. Better that than being negative.
By the way, the way to deal with sprains is RICE.
- R – Rest
- I – Ice
- C – Compress
- E – Elevate
Ever get an injury by doing something lame?