Aging and self-inflicted wounds

I really pulled a good one the other day. It's actually been a month and it still hurts. Ol' Paden really messed himself up this time.

(This is kinda gross, but true..)

As most of us know when you work outside in dusty conditions you pick up a good amount of debris in your nostrils. I had just gotten home and let the dogs out for a run. As I was strolling along with them and just had to pick a big one outa my right nostril. It stuck to my finger. I tried to flick it off. It was stuck.

I positioned my right finger against my thumb and loaded it with all the tension I could for the "flick of the century" to remove the troublesome deposit...As I snapped my index finger a great pain shot from my wrist, up the inside of my arm, almost to my upper arm. I was almost doubled over with pain...man, that hurt!

I got back indoors and was rubbing my wrist. I looked down and there was already a slight bruise (sub-dermal hematoma for all you educated folks) and some swelling. I had an ice-pack on it when Money Penny made it home. She was dying laughing. I'm glad I could make her day...

The bruise has disappeared and the swelling is gone, but it's still painful and tender and has reduced my wrist movement quite a bit. I must have pulled some carpal tendon really bad.

Money Penny was wanting to know why I haven't seen the doctor yet. I told her I just can't bring myself to think that I'm getting so old that the simple act of "flicking a booger" off my finger can hurt me.

All you old-timers be careful..getting old and brittle is a slippery slope...