My mother will happily tell you that I was probably the most cautious baby she has ever seen. While my fellow toddler friends climbed onto tables and chairs and experienced many bumped heads due to recurrent tumbling, I would absolutely refuse to do anything that may prove to be even slightly dangerous. The cautious trait never subdued, and up till this day, the fact that I have never broken a single bone in my body or stitched a single inch of skin stands as a golden example on my cautiousness.
Actually, the first time I ever had to x-ray a body part for injury-related reasons was last week, which is proving to be so hazardous that I should probably lock myself up in my room in order to avoid further klutziness in an apparently excessively absent-minded month.
Last week, I banged my the little space in my right elbow smack on the edge of the door. After incessant whining from a certain friend, I decided to go get it checked. Luckily, it wasn’t broken or anything, and sufficient amounts of painkillers and Voltarene did the job until time did its magic.
I usually lock my car from the inside before stepping out, so that when I close the door, I don’t have to lock it from the outside. Yesterday, I stepped out and closed the now-locked door like usual, only to realize that I had forgotten my finger in the car.
Darn. I actually locked the car door on my finger.
Looking back, I have no idea how that happened, and I have no idea how I bent down to my bag now on the floor, unzipped it with my left hand with my other hand partially inside the car, and unlocked the car to gasp at a horrendously squished finger.
[Insert brothers’ impressions of the incident]
Half a day later, my mother cajoled me into visiting the hospital, and thankfully, it isn’t broken. Instead, it’s swelled up so big that it literally looks like it should be a part of my brother’s giant hand rather than my own thin and long one.
Look at the skin around the x-ray, in usual condition, my index finger is the slimmest one, and its much more tapered than the middle finger next to it. It has been completely and uncomfortably numb for the past 24 hours.
The bright side? Thank God I only use my left hand to type.
*Click away happily on the keyboard with my uninjured left hand*