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Monday, November 20, 2006
I Hit The Freezer, Bop Shoo Bop
I’d like to say that I hit it on purpose, but I’ve never been one of those “hits things when they’re angry” types of people. Nope, I was rounding the corner to go look at the Target ad from the Sunday paper, when I apparently swung my arm too wide. It’s funny because it’s not as though I had to even walk more than ten feet total to get to the paper. There was no need for wild arm swinging - it’s not as though I needed to pick up any speed. Anyway, I smashed my knuckle into the corner of the chest freezer that we have in the kitchen/dining area. At first, I thought I broke my knuckle. But then, I always think I’ve broken something when I kick the computer stand, hit the tip of my finger with a basketball or softball (I must’ve come close to breaking my finger in college though, because it turned all kinds of pretty colors and I couldn’t play for a couple of weeks), tripped over the cats, etc. I never do. Well, at least not yet. In fact, whenever I’ve thought I’ve injured myself it’s been a false alarm, but when I did absolutely nothing to injure myself...I get a herniated disc. Go figure. I now have a silly looking really red middle knuckle. And it hurts. That stupid achy kind of pain.
Enough about that, I want Hanukkah Harry to bring me this t-shirt. Consider this “Make Bagels, Not War” t-shirt on my wishlist, Dad. Unisex size large, please. I like comfy.
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I stopped being a “hit things when I am mad” person when I broke my hand punching a house.
(I think I re-fractured it when I dislocated my knee and landed on my hand a couple weeks ago. Perhaps now I’ll look into actually having it set so it can heal properly)
Jack's Raging Mommy on 11/20 at 10:19 AM -
Yeah, I can see how punching a house could hurt a person. See, I’m one of those wussy people who hates pain, so hitting things is always out of the question for me. I did throw a book at my brother once. We were kids and I was in the bathroom reading, and for some reason he broke in. I threw the book at his head. I have a good arm - he never tried that stunt again.
I think it’s a good idea to get your hand reset. May as well take advantage of a bad situation. My brother fractured his wrist by falling on it. I think my brothers were playing sock football (we would play it on our knees) and he fell backwards. Ow.
on 11/20 at 10:25 PM -
The only reason I never got it set in the first place was that I was drunk when it happened, and having arleady been commited to the local psych ward I was terrified that I would be signed back in. Drunken logic, you know?
I’ m actually hopeful that at some point I do re-injure it so that it’s no longer a drunken pre-existing condition
Jack's Raging Mommy on 11/20 at 10:54 PM -
One of my childhood friends had a bad habit of hitting brick walls with her fists (she graduated to crashing cars when she got her license), which as a teenager, I thought extremely odd. I learned later that she’d started drinking when she was 9, so that pretty much explained it.
I accidentally broke a girl’s knuckle when I was in sixth grade. You want me to come over and take care of that hand for you? You have to promise not to press charges.
on 11/20 at 11:13 PM
