Well, phooey
May. 3rd, 2010 09:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trystinnIt's officially a sprain. They've given me a large restraining splint from almost my elbow to my knuckles. 600mg of Ibuprophen later and an Arnica Gel application, I'm doing just fine. Follow up with my regular doctor in a few weeks.
Background: Saturday I was screwing together a prefab nesting box for the new chickens and felt a wrenching, tearing pain across the back of my right hand. Being me, of course, I strong armed through about a dozen screws before I had to stop. Ice, Ibuprophen and Arnica gel did pretty good with a Tylenol PM chaser to fall asleep. Woke up with it swollen on Sunday and so did a repeat.
Sunday afternoon I threw around hay bales and multiple 50 pound bags of feed and scratch. Which didn't hurt at all! After dinner I finished the assembling, with even more pain that evening. Repeat treatment, repeat waking up swollen this morning and repeat treatment again.
I realized it was getting worse this afternoon, but it wasn't until I was having dinner tonight with friends who lost electricity due to the storm that someone pointed out how swollen and red my hand was. Grr. So I drove home, turned on the lights, fed the dogs, grabbed a few novels and drove the whole 5 minutes to the ER. Where they freaked out because my BP was up and I was running a fever.
So yes, Trista being Trista. Nice to know I haven't changed much since junior high, when I rode my bike home over a mile with two broken ankles. *geesh*
Background: Saturday I was screwing together a prefab nesting box for the new chickens and felt a wrenching, tearing pain across the back of my right hand. Being me, of course, I strong armed through about a dozen screws before I had to stop. Ice, Ibuprophen and Arnica gel did pretty good with a Tylenol PM chaser to fall asleep. Woke up with it swollen on Sunday and so did a repeat.
Sunday afternoon I threw around hay bales and multiple 50 pound bags of feed and scratch. Which didn't hurt at all! After dinner I finished the assembling, with even more pain that evening. Repeat treatment, repeat waking up swollen this morning and repeat treatment again.
I realized it was getting worse this afternoon, but it wasn't until I was having dinner tonight with friends who lost electricity due to the storm that someone pointed out how swollen and red my hand was. Grr. So I drove home, turned on the lights, fed the dogs, grabbed a few novels and drove the whole 5 minutes to the ER. Where they freaked out because my BP was up and I was running a fever.
So yes, Trista being Trista. Nice to know I haven't changed much since junior high, when I rode my bike home over a mile with two broken ankles. *geesh*
