This foolishness will cease soon. And all that is left is the last remnants of adrenaline flushing itself out of the blood and the hunger to recapture that feeling. In other news, my hand has finally managed to escape from the fiberglass cage that was a cast. Now, I have a horribly weak left hand, stiff and lacking in power decorated by scabs, dead skin, wild patchy hair and the occasional raw skin.

What's fantastic however, is that apparently the fracture's 'closed' even if I the hand feels stiff and still aches when disturbed. At the very least, I get the clean my hand now.


Soon enough, return to FULL FUNCTIONALITY!