Thursday, June 05, 2008
Not a Good Start
Last night, Number Two turned her ankle on the driveway and fell, scraping her knee pretty badly. I helped her into the house and into the bathroom to clean her up, and while I was working on her, the heel of my hand started to sting. I glanced at it, and the vein running up from my wrist looked a little pronounced, but there was otherwise nothing obviously wrong.
A little while later, that whole meaty part of my hand, just above the wrist on the pinky side, was red and swollen, and it appears--as you can see in today's photo, above--that the vein burst.
I have no idea how it happened. The vanity door fell off only my foot and I slammed it closed, but I didn't hit it, and that was, like, 10 minutes after I noticed the purple spreading out from the usual vein line, even longer since the stinging started. I don't remember any kind of impact or strain, and there doesn't seem to be any damage beyond the vein itself.
The swelling is down today, and the released blood appears to be dissipating (or migrating), but I can't rest it on anything. That hurts. Which means typing is more effort (though you're not supposed to rest your wrists when you type, I do when I pause) and mousing is awkward and painful. Despite taking Advil, the ache has spread from my wrist up toward my elbow, though my fingers are thankfully fine.
I finished a bunch of work last night, and am well on my way with the rest, but guess what's gonna end up suffering? Yeah, the fiction. That's what will get infinitely delayed, at least during the (hopefully, please!) short time it takes this to heal.
Dammit. Not a good start to my summer.