chride

So I'm having an absolutely fucking awful week. Yesterday, I had to get a cortizone shot in my fucking hand. Somehow I managed to damage the soft tissue between the last two metacarpals on the ulner side of my hand, and the inflammation was so bad that the doctor was worried that it would start to press on the nerve. I drove to Baton Rouge yesterday at bloody 6am to get some Xrays done and have my shot. I have absolutely no fear of needles--obviously--but when the doctor started to move the needle around to put it right on the nerve, I honestly almost punched him in the face. He's so lucky that I'm not a lefty and he had a needle in my right hand. The fucker was numb all day yesterday, and I'm under strict instruction to not use it for the rest of the week. Did I mention that I'm a massage therapist? I'm seriously wondering if maybe somebody up there doesn't like me. Ahhhhhh!