February 10, 2008

Broken

Yep, I done broke my arm. The worst part about it is the (lack of) story behind it. I stumbled on some uneven pavement, sleepily zoned out on my iPod at 7:30am, walking to work on Wednesday. Caught myself wrong, I guess. The result:



I didn't immediately know it was busted. I still went up to my office thinking "maybe it's not broken" while a huge goosegg grew on the side of my wrist. Then it hurt too much to even take my coat off. So I went back downstairs and grabbed a cab to the ER.

The damn Navy says that I can't keep Ryan home from Iraq just to take care of "a dolt civilian with an owie." Bureaucrats.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

So sorry to hear about your poor wrist. Clara is right...it does look like a penguin.

Love,
Mom B

sumei said...

oh no! why did you get a brown cast?

Jen said...

Have you started your AA meetings yet?!

Jeff said...

@ Sumei: It's a black cast! A black, penguin cast. Damn fluorescent lighting.
@ Jen: sober enough to leave some comments today, are ya? ;^)