I am starting to think my pinky finger pain might be less related to a break and more related to some repetitive stress-type injury.
I had a makeshift joystick on my wheelchair for a few weeks that looked cool -- one of my nephew's bright neon green pencil holders -- but it might have pushed my pinky finger in unfriendly ways. I am back to the boring joystick now so maybe that will help.
The real problem is this tiny pimple on my back, which today felt like a dagger poking through me.
I assume it is a tiny pimple. I can't see it. It is possible, of course, that Mom and my sister are just telling me it is nothing, while in reality I have a huge parasite sucking me dry back there.
I doubt it.
Monday, November 7, 2011
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3 comments:
damn mom...he figured us out!!!
sort of like the blister forming underneath the tegaderm that is around my pic line. It woke me up during the night it was itching so bad! I thought things were crawling on me.
sdt
I think it might be a mutant louse actually.
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