Entry FeedIt has been 12 days since I fell while running through the park. I haven't run since, but my foot has felt well enough to walk on it for the past week. My ankle still seems to sort of slide to the right, and I get this weird pain, so I've decided that I am not ready to run on it yet.
My hand is broken. I am not much of a hypochondriac, but I am not against self-diagnosis. There is still a bump and swelling on my hand, after 12 days! And it hurts whenever It try to put weight on it, or put in my pocket or something.
I've been trying to get Husband to look at it, because I think that he would have made a good doctor and he is not the alarmist that I am. He claims that he has seen lots of hand fractures like mine from bar fights, and in his experience, they don't do much for them at the hospital. (Husband has spend lots of time in hospitals and emergency rooms, and discourages me from going. Once I had a severe allergic reaction to medication, and he recommended that I take benedryl. I had to call my parents to take me to the ER.)
I am pretty sure that there is some sort of fracture in my hand. Even typing this, my left pinky isn't as strong as it could be, so I am using the ring-finger instead.
Mommies, we are getting to that age where we hurt ourselves with every fall, and we take a long time to heal. I have watched my kids fall dozens of times, much worse falls than mine, and they bounce back up and go on playing. Here I am, two weeks later, still whining and sure that I have a serious hand injury.
At least it is my left hand.