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Wrist still broken, though the bone has changed! Apparently the reason all the X-rays of the scaphoid looked inconclusive is because I broke the trapezium. Of course. Three X-rays and one CT scan later ...
Why yes, that cast does glow in the dark! Also, it has roughly trebled the diameter of my wrist. Ever so awkward for practically everything. Also, immobilised thumb and no grip. Can't even make rude gestures without an extraneous upright digit.
Putting on opaque tights/stockings with one hand is nearly impossible. This is unfortunate as my work wardrobe revolves around them. But I also own a lot of cotton leggings for easy cycling, so I have just substituted them in. Alas, they are only a little easier. Because they are essentially tights, you're meant to pull them on evenly up both sides at once. Do one side and the other tends to scrunch up on itself, which means you end up doing right three inches, left three inches, right three inches ...
In a moment of genius, I realised that if I bought LARGER leggings, they would be less tight! And it worked! Easy to get on! Except ...
Work bestie: 'Are you OK?'
Me: 'Yep, just pulling up my leggings.'
WB: 'Why do they keep falling down?'
Me: 'Don't ask ...'
Let us not speak of bras ... Alas, I am missing everything, but almost all typing hand is being saved for my Erised fic. Talk soon, only four more weeks!
Why yes, that cast does glow in the dark! Also, it has roughly trebled the diameter of my wrist. Ever so awkward for practically everything. Also, immobilised thumb and no grip. Can't even make rude gestures without an extraneous upright digit.
Putting on opaque tights/stockings with one hand is nearly impossible. This is unfortunate as my work wardrobe revolves around them. But I also own a lot of cotton leggings for easy cycling, so I have just substituted them in. Alas, they are only a little easier. Because they are essentially tights, you're meant to pull them on evenly up both sides at once. Do one side and the other tends to scrunch up on itself, which means you end up doing right three inches, left three inches, right three inches ...
In a moment of genius, I realised that if I bought LARGER leggings, they would be less tight! And it worked! Easy to get on! Except ...
Work bestie: 'Are you OK?'
Me: 'Yep, just pulling up my leggings.'
WB: 'Why do they keep falling down?'
Me: 'Don't ask ...'
Let us not speak of bras ... Alas, I am missing everything, but almost all typing hand is being saved for my Erised fic. Talk soon, only four more weeks!
