My awesome tale of woe, part the second

[owlectomy]

Really, nothing more needs to be said about my hospital experience than that I got there at 8:30 and got home just now.

They took my x-rays and splinted me up and sent me to the hand doctor upstairs; due to some stupid miscommunication no-one knew I was there for another hour and a half, by which point my pain had spiked again. They totally failed to give me meds - I just got a prescription for Motrin, and it had better have some great narcotics in it.

ANYWAY, the hand doctor confirms it's not just any fracture - I have a benign bone tumor that was eating away at the bone, hah, which is why my Hello Kitty handbag sufficed to break it. And I will need surgery, which I'm not even capable of thinking about right now.

If my day weren't great enough already, I dropped my cell phone and cracked the screen. Truthfully, I wanted an excuse to replace it, bu the timing is pretty bad.

One-handed typing is so not my favorite thing. But I'm better at it than expected.

Comments

[flemmings.livejournal.com]

Dear god, speak of mixed blessings. What a pity you cracked your hand on Hello Kitty but if not you'd never have learned about this BONE TUMOUR you have.

[takumashii.livejournal.com]

Indeed, but if this bone was so frail anything at all could have cracked it, it would've happened eventually. And maybe not four days before I move.