Casted!

About 4 days back, clumsy me tripped over my sleeping sister on the floor and fell on me face. To break me fall, me put forth my right wrist. That was it! And me poor wrist... it bore my body’s weight. It’s all swollen and tender and hurting now. My knight in shining armor...or else my face would have been under the surgeon's knife by now!

This called for a visit to the doctor who after studying my X-ray (even though there was nothing in the X-ray; reason: since the scaphoid bone is so small, the crack takes 10 days to be absorbed by the bone and hence no visibility. But even after drowning 2 painkillers a day, my swelling had not gone down and plus it started hurting more...) declared 90% chance of a fracture. Therefore,

The verdict: A white cast on my right hand
Timeline: 6 weeks

How in heaven’s name will I manage for 6 weeks without me dear rightie?? Eat, write, shower...with my LEFT??? Aaaaaaarggggghhhhhhhhhhh...

What ever am I gonna do with my clumsy self??

There is only one bright side to this whole mess… I will learn to use my left hand more efficiently. On second thoughts... these 6 weeks seem like fun… I won’t have to exert myself... No household chores to do...I will have someone at my beck and call.. OH But!! How could I forget a very important thing?? I can’t drive anymore... Under house arrest?? Yikes... (*hopes for best*)