So two weeks ago I woke up in a bad mood. I spent the morning at a slow boil but it was under control.
Then some comments were made to me, normally they wouldn't have bothered me but I was already on edge. I could feel it getting close to being out of control and decided to go for a walk to cool down.
Unfortunately my way was blocked and more was said. I gave one warning to move and was ignored. No thought at all my arm cocks back and lets fly, missing a head barely and hitting a solid wood door that opens towards me. Absolutely no give and the door still shook in it's frame.
6 hours later I'm in the E.R. waiting for X-rays. No breaks, no fractures, no dislocation. However the doctor said it could be months before my hand is back to normal and there could be never damage but not likely. In other words I was lucky to get away with something so stupid.
AS it is now I have decent use of my right hand except for the last 2 fingers. It's hard to tie my shoes, use a knife and hold heavy objects with out the support of those two last fingers. Damn does it hurt when I bang into something, enough that I feel sick to the stomach.
Carrie pointed something out this morning. Monday, April 7 was our anniversery. Neither one of us even noticed the day go by. I guess it didn't help that none of our friends or family even noticed. Oh well, what can you? On the plus side I can't be blamed for forgetting it.
Logan got his report card at the beginning of the month. He's running a B average, same as last term. So that's good to see. He's proud of himself and we are too.
Logan is also happy that spring is starting to gain a foothold. Last weekend he spent most of it outside riding his bike. He'd have done the same this weekend but yesterday was raining and today we had company. Besides it was a tad chilly out anyway. This week should be better with it being mostly sunny and warmer. Next week we're supposed to get temps in the upper teens Celsius. I might be able to put the shorts and sandals on and catch some rays!
