Whacked finger in splint.
Having announced my return to blogging after a lull, and currently in a subsequent lull, I thought I should provide an update of some sort just to show that I've not yet tossed in the towel on blogging. Generally, I like to keep this blog about the hobby and hobby related items, and so don't drop anything here unless it's "on topic." Unfortunately, circumstances of late have conspired to keep me from posting much (both figuratively and literally...see above digit in splint). So this will be a wordy, image-poor, update.
It has been a busy time, hobby wise, for the last few months, but they have been consumed with long term projects that have not been suited to multiple posts. Specifically, organizing and running our recent club game day and before that, planning for and running games at the Mayhem Convention.
One thing I haven't brought into this blog is the fact that one of the members of our gaming club, a close friend and a central fixture in all of our club events, passed away quite suddenly last fall. Although none of us is getting any younger, and we have witnessed the passing of some of our comrades, his loss was a punch in the gut to us all, and we're still collectively dealing with it. His widow got in touch with a fellow club member afterwards, at a loss over what to do with his collection, and for the last few months he and I have been coordinating the effort to inventory and organize his collection, arranging for a take-away day at the end of May. This turned out to be a successful operation: the club members came together and cleared out the lot, helping his widow move on and providing closure for us as well. And no less so for me, personally. It was the last, and most fraught, of the major projects that I had been dealing with. With the closure came a sense of being able to move on, hobby wise, again...
...and so it was until I managed to slam the car door on my finger (the weekend of the take-away, no less--how's that for timing?). Now, as the picture shows, I've beaten up the digits of that hand plenty over the years (fooling around in and around armored vehicles during an Army career has provided plenty of opportunities), but I must say that this was a new one: breaking the tip of the middle finger of the right hand (my dominant hand). In all the previous instances where I've whacked digits, I I've been able to compensate, but there is virtually no functionality, I found, that does not involve the tip of the middle finger.
Happily, it has been almost two weeks since the injury, and although still on the mend, I can remove the splint and do things that were out of the question until recently, like tying my own shoes, writing checks, and keyboarding....
...and on that note, I think I'll bring this bit of keyboarding to a conclusion. So that's what's been (not) going on 'round here.
Excelsior!
Ouch I bet there were a few choice phrases deployed when that happened, Ed! Or maybe you are a better person than I...?!!
ReplyDeleteOuch! Is right. Tough break, Ed. My condolences on the loss of your friend.
DeleteThanks Jonathan and Keith. It was when picking up our pooches from doggie daycare that I did this, so the poor dogs had to endure a car ride home listening to me howling invectives (and I'm sure anyone in an adjacent car at a stop light who may have looked over might have thought I was having a heated discussion with someone via a hands-free device--or that I had just plain gone off my rocker and was screaming at myself, which wasn't far off the mark).
DeleteA sore one Ed!!, glad it's on the mend. Sorry about the loss of your friend, good that his collection went to good homes.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Donnie. It was a doubly good outcome to a bad situation, for sure. His collection was moved on and it went to appreciative destinations.
DeleteOuch, I feel your pain Ed, I broke my wedding ring finger, 3 days before I got married the first time round. I was taking a window out of an old concrete garage, as I pulled the frame out a slab on concrete that we didn't know was above the window came hurtling down I managed to bring my hand out of the way but it just clipped the end of my finger, squashing it. So if you look carefully in the wedding photos I've got a black finger tip!!
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear about your pal passing, going through all his stuff must have been a difficult and thought provoking experience?
That might have been an omen to heed, Ray!
DeleteYou win the award, Ray, for bad timing on that one (youch!). It does provide a good illustration of the hazards to the hands of being handy. I'm sure you approach any DIY project now with more deliberation (I know I am much more deliberate with car doors now!).
DeleteSorry for your loss, sounds like it worked out alright, hope the recovery goes well, I did smile at the idea of writing cheques though, very 20th century!
ReplyDeleteBest Iain
Thanks, Iain. I think we may be able to add "keyboarding" to the list of quaint skills before too long (I may have to talk to machines over the phone, but I will hold off on having to talk "to" my devices until the very last).
DeleteOuch! Hard way to find out what you use it for.
ReplyDeleteYou don't know what you got 'til it's gone, as they say...
DeleteVery sorry to hear of the loss of your friend and gaming buddy. Not a pleasant situation at all.
ReplyDeleteRegarding broken appendages, I never realised how much you depend on your big toe until I kicked a nearby rubbish bag at a student watching party during the '95 rugby world cup final loss to South Africa. Turned out the rubbish bag was full of bottles...
Thanks for the expression. Your anecdote reminds me of a few episodes of crunched toes I've had as well, but never the "king" toe, thankfully (the others were bad enough!).
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