Sick. Fever, etc. etc. etc., and by that I mean all the worst symptoms illness has to offer. Luckily though, I've got an angel to take care of me.

For those of you who have not heard yet, I broke my 5th metacarpal in half on the 12th of May. There is a long story involved, but I will sum it up by saying, I was hurt, angry, and desired nothing more than to hit something - something that would cause me some level of pain. So I hit the concrete floor. Yes, brilliant choice I know. To which I heard a dainty "snap" and saw my bone make a triangular shape towards the heavens. Obviously not in my right mind I decided to "Lethal Weapon" (I'm very fond of the term ;) it back into place. I put my right hand against the wall and slammed the bone back into place with my left. Just to make sure I hit it a few more times. That hurt.

Soon after we went to the E.R., Chris and I stayed there for something like 9 hours, after which they finally bound me in a splint. The attendant and doctor were most concerned about my little Riggs move and were expecting more damage, but apparently I have X-Ray vision and got the bone back into place perfectly. Went to see the Orthopedist a few days later and they slapped me in a cast. It's due off on the 13th of June.

Showers are fun ;p

Happy Jeli-Arrival Day honey ;)

My site has been used as reference to dispel untruths.

My site has been used venomously to hurt someone.

I would have a lot more to say on the subject, but I'd rather let this one die. And die it shall.

Thank you to all those who gave of their time, lended an ear, a warm heart, wished me well, and those that even prayed. Your support did more to keep me in one piece than you will ever, ever know.

And yes, things turned out... well ;)

Addendum:

Lots more pictures, and stories to come...

does blogging make me feel better... usually.

this is not one of those times, or even months. every second that passes by is my enemy, armed to teeth and with the taste of blood already on its tongue - or better yet a jailor, laughing at how utterly powerless I am to escape. ah, how wonderful it is to exist in this prison of time. sigh.

but I will say this, the most fulfilling love you will ever find is the one that you are willing to die for - emotionally, physically, spiritually, and that makes it the most dangerous.

they never mention anything about excruciating pain in limbo... I thought this was supposed to be like stasis. the days cannot pass fast enough.