reporting back

[salixbabylon]

Only a 1 hour wait - slow day at the doc-in-a-box, so I didn't feel too bad about wasting their time.

Diagnosis: thumb tendinitis (too lazy to look up the fancy word he gave me)

No more free-weight lifting for a week, no lifting anything heavy, and get a more ergonomic desk setup with an arm support for my right wrist. Basically, no gripping or squeezing anything with that hand. Good thing I'm not a boy. ;)

Gave me an ace bandage since the wrist brace doesn't immobilize the thumb at all, said to come back in a week if it gets worse and he'll splint it. If it stays the same, give it 2 weeks with the ace bandage on, then come back anyway.

Thanks to everyone who told me to go.

Comments

[alliwantisanelf.livejournal.com]

I'm still cheaper....

[nverland]

Very glad to hear it wasn't worse than they decided. Painful enough as is. *hugs*

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

It's not actually that painful, but I'm very glad it was nothing serious, too. It's mroe of a pin in the ass about having to find different exercises... But every time I think it's a pain, I remember "at least I'm not a boy"! :)

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

*smooch* And if not for the time change, I'd definitely hire you.

You can you have retired? You're not old enough for that, are you? *suspicous*

[oceansecrets2.livejournal.com]

But who knows, maybe that might have been good therapy :-)

I can just hear a teenaged boy whining "but Mom, I'm just trying to prevent thumb tendonitis..."

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

My brain just went to the gutter-place with comebacks about theraputic massage cream. I won't inflict them on you beyond that, though.

Consider yourself lucky. ;)

[oceansecrets2.livejournal.com]

Trust me, I have a just-out-of-his-teens son, I've probably heard them all.

[heartofslash.livejournal.com]

Shit! First Frog, then you. Eek! Everyone I know is falling apart.

And (yay) being put back together. Take it easy, lady. Ice it, too. Ice is always good. I wish you were here so you could go see my Elf physiotherapist, and then I could bring you home and do things to take your mind off the injury.

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm totally fine - nothing to get excited about. Just a slightly wounded paw. ;)

Although anything you wanna do to take my mind off it, any, say, alternative exercises or workouts... I'd be receptive.

[heartofslash.livejournal.com]

I think I know an ex-specialist who has experience with the healing of damaged wrists...

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

Oooh! yes please! Send him over. You should come too, to supervise. ;)

[heartofslash.livejournal.com]

*snerk*

Oh, yeah, I can see that.

Me: Hold still, Grimes. She's got to get a firm grip on you.
Grimes: It's firm.
Me: How's that wrist holding up, Salix?
Salix: *makes purring noises*
Me: Good job. He's nice and hard now. Remember to count to three on the upstroke and five on the downstroke.
Grimes: *whimpers*
Me: Not quite so tight...

[loud bang as the door flies open and Colonel McKnight steps in.]

Grimes: It's not what you think, sir! It's therapy.
McKnight: *growly noises*
Grimes: I could take care of that for you, sir.
Me: Oh, yes! Colonel, you get on that side of the bed so Mr. Grimes can reach you, and Salix you keep working on your wrist exercises and... Oh My Goodness! Colonel, you appear to have turned me upside down! Hey, those are my pants! What are you... oh! *incoherent gurgling*
Grimes: Sir, you said you weren't interested in women anymore.
McKnight: It's not interest; it's therapy. Now get over here so I can kiss you. And you, Salix - do not let go until I tell you to.
Salix: Yes, sir!
Me: *howls*
McKnight: Permission denied. No talking from the bottom. John, did I ever tell you how sexy you look when you're getting a handjob?
Grimes: And did I ever tell you how dominant you look when you're doing that to someone?

Ummmmmmmmmmm. Okay, obviously I need to get fucked, and now. So... I'll jsut sign off now, 'kay? *snogs*

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

*whimpers*

The things you do to me...

Every other comment I could make is probably unspeakable *g*

[heartofslash.livejournal.com]

You don't have to speak. Rude noises suffice. *leers*