This should be fun. Typing with my right thumb numb.
Not to mention eating.
So I went to do my usual deal at the Kinsmen today. I thought about not going due to the nasty infection on my thumb causing me acute social anxiety, but luckily our dear friend Xanax took care of that.
What a guy.
The special guest for today was a Chow Chow/Tibetan Mastiff mix dog called Mushu after the character Eddie Murphy voiced in the Disney flick Mulan.
Today was National Dog Day, so we had Mushu doing photo ops and we did a dog oriented round of trivia.
Sadly, I did not get to pet Mushu. He never came close enough to me. Dammit.
Oh, and the people at the Kinsmen center are fully aware of my diabetes now, so while everyone else got birthday cake for dessert, I got a chopped up apple.
It was a very good apple, granted. A Honeycrisp, I am pretty sure. Had a pear-like sweetness to it that was just divine.
But fat men have strong feelings about cake and I hate feeling left out so eating apple while everyone else had cake was a struggle.
It is a lot more work to type like this.
After Kinsmen, it was off to Wound Care. We were early but that worked out great because I needed to use the bathroom anyhow.
I showed the Beast That Ate My Thumb to the nurse at Wound Care and she said there was nothing they could do about it and that I needed to take it to a doctor.
No big shock. So it was off to so called Urgent Care.
The waiting involved wasn’t too brutal. I snoozed through a lot of it. I got to the triage stage right away and then it was a matter of waiting for the doctor.
Well, the nurse-practitioner. Not that I care. I knew it was not a complex task at all so an NP made sense.
She injected my thumb with lidocaine – twice, one on each side of the thumb – which put it to sleep, pretty much.
The injections were pretty painful, though. Made me wonder if her making the necessary incision without anesthetic would have hurt less.
It worked, though. Did not feeling anything during the procedure other than a vague tap from the scalpel now and then.
Anyhow, at one point, the NP said, “As a rule of thumb, when the…” and I grinned and said, “rule of thumb, eh?” and we both laughed.
So that was good.
Then it was off back home with a prescription for Keflex (four pills a day, yay) and some care instructions for the remaining scraps of skin and the wound left by the infection.
This ate up most of my most productive time of day (the afternoon), so things are a bit out of whack in my life right now.
I will try to record a quick video for today at some point as well as doing my usual blogging part 2 later on tonight.
No big deal. I am quite adaptable. I will get it all done no problem.
Yikes, it is almost 7 pm already. Maybe I spoke too soon.
I hope Keflex isn’t he antibiotic that made me sleepy all the time. That was a serious drag. Made it hard to get things done,
And that was before I did a video every day too.
Oh, and I will be ordering my meal online instead of getting Julian to get it from McD’s because I am out of cash.
All these confounded complications!
More after the break.
And here we go
And now to finish my blogging and then rest for a bit. If my rest is short, as they sometimes are. I will make it to our usual midnight Zoom.
But if not, well, dammit, I will have missed two of those in a row and I hate that, but I have been on the go all day and I am rapidly running out of steam and the finish line is only around 306 words away so I am not sure I will be able to make it for another hour and a half of watching Cops and other vids.
Life just keeps getting in the way, doesn’t it?
All I can do is trudge onwards and see how I feel when I am done blogging.
I feel like I am forgetting something. Oh yeah, I did end up doing a video.
I suppose I should post it now!
Completely redundant if you’ve read the first half of this blog entry, come to think of it, only this time the tale is magnified by my winning personality.
What it wins, I dunno. I should look into that. Maybe I’m owed some stuff.
Hmmm, anything else. Well we played dog trivia while Mushu was visiting. After lunch, we get out mental exercise, at least in theory, but I think most of my fellow oldies (my Kinsmen kinsmen, if you will) would agree with me that the questions were too damn easy this time.
I felt insulted, but that’s often the case with me. Others did too, though, and the odds of there being another sky-high genius in the bunch are prohibitive.
Oh well, it was kind of fun answer the questions anyhow, even if I did so with an air of exasperation. I mean, who doesn’t know that a bunch of dogs born at the same time is called a litter? Or that ones who form a single social unit are a pack?
It’s school all over again, dammit. I would have preferred to play that categories game again, that’s a challenge for everyone.
Well I guess that’s it for this long day. I am going to take a nap and see how I feel when I wake up around midnight.
Play me out, ABBA!
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.