That's So Meta...carpal

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

I neglected to mention that when I woke up to Anita & Alvin having sex on Saturday morn, I knocked on the wall to try to get them to shut up -- & damaged my hand. The concrete wall is, well, concrete, which was not what I expected; basically, I tried to kung-fu a brick.

Today I finally conceded, heading to the ER to get things checked out. The conclusion? A metacarpal contusion with risk of fracture, a.k.a. a large bruise that could possibly turn into a small break. The solution? A splint that I have to wear for a week.

In short, I hurt my hand as a result of someone else's sex life. Tell me that's a common ER story.

Also, this took me about 20 minutes to write because my gigantron fingers keeping entering errant punctuation marks. That's right -- your Suburban Sweetheart is officially a big city gimp.


  1. OMG- I am sorry but I am laughing at this story; just at the mere fact of how you explained what happened; take care of your hand!

  2. Oh; btw; that last comment was by Lynsey

  3., after the dozens of texts and actually speaking on the phone, did you fail to mention that you have a giant bandage on your hand? Man. I thought they just sent you home like "it's a bruise, kid. Get over it," but no. I'm sorry, but your hand bandage is almost as good as why you have it in the first place.

  4. hi kate!
    i just wanted to drop you a little note to say hello--and that i love reading your blog--and that i'm sorry about your hand--ouch!

  5. To make you feel better about your gimpy hand:

  6. I really appreciate your blog. Keep up the good work. And try buying one of those big rubber mallets to bang on the wall. It won't damage the paint, won't hurt your hand, and will startle the f**k outta your neighbors.
    - Kevin in Maryland


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