I told you all about how I get to go see a hand surgeon, right?
Did I tell you that I'm also KILLER nervous about it?? Part of me thinks that this surgeon is going to be a jerk, and say that it's all in my head (like that other doc did). Part of me thinks that they'll just open me up and fix it there and then.
Yep. Pretty nervous.
I honestly just want to be able to bend it again. I'm so tired of jamming my finger (it's gotten so painful that I'm swearing while crying. And I don't want Liam to learn MORE bad words from me!). And, I never thought I would EVER say this, but I'm missing the wrinkle that used to be where my joint is. (It's disappeared from lack of bending)
Well, off to go do more laundry.
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