So on Wednesday I was doing my mommy duties and walking Rocco. We were already past the half way point (prolly about 14 blocks from home) and Rocco spots a dog he wants to talk to, with out my permission. He jets away from me, pulling along with him, my left finger! I look down, and scream bloody murder cause I have never broken a bone before, my finger was just twisty and sideways, but still very traumatizing to see. I scream to the owner of the other dog for help and she just ignores me, I swear to god, she turned her back on me, to protect her dog from my "vicious attack dog".
Long story short, I have to walk 14 blocks back home with the dog and a broken finger and an iratence (i don't know how to spell this word, and Tyler is not allowed to spell it for me) for that stupid bitch who didn't help me.
Made it to the hospital in one piece, got some xrays, shows the craziest broken bone you have ever seen in your life! Its a twisty break, it almost punctured the skin, and was extremely uncomfortable. They decide lets numb my finger and straighten it out, (sounds scary, but it didn't hurt one bit, unlike all this fucking typing) and then put a splint on and sent me home with the number of a hand specialist.
Next day, go to hand doc, guy was a total douche-bag, he did not help me or give me advise, just told me to come back in a week! WTF Mate. I was pretty pissy yesterday. So that is what I have been up to, how bout you!
3 comments:
Let's go find that lady and break her finger and just her there in the street.
Also, it has become clear that you guys cannot play sports, operate a vehicle, or go for a walk with hurting yourself. I am still unable to do laundry.
Yes, what he said.
I'm seriously going to traumatize the shit out of that woman if we ever see her.
you guys are injury prone ... be careful
i won't spell the word for you, but ... wow
come visit us ... come to our Halloween party
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