Things are looking better. My finger finally stopped throbbing, although it started to hurt again at the end of the workday. I go back to the orthopedist tomorrow morning, but I’m not sure if they are going to take out my stitches.
Everything is harder with 1.5 hands. I can only walk one dog at a time, typing takes longer, and drying myself after a shower makes me feel spectacularly handicapped. I’ll be happy when this is over.
LA Fitness also debited the money for my 3-times-weekly personal training sessions so I need to get out of this stupid cast as quickly as possible. I was attending the gym irregularly before the injury, but there’s something about being unable to do something that makes you want to do it…
The good news is that I got to shave my ridiculous pornstache because Movember is over. I felt like a hot mess walking around with the Hulk Hogan mustache and my finger in a cast. Now I just look like a hipster with his finger in a cast. And yes, that’s progress.
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