the saga of a broken finger

it all begins back on new year’s day of this year, which isn’t so new anymore. i was at the annual cereal bowl where i get to once again dominate the gridiron. that’s right…football. this particular morning, just like every other cereal bowl, the weather was a little less than warm and dry. but hey, football is football. midway through the first game (we played two), i lept into the air to catch a bad pass. unfortunately, the ball decided to collide with my fingers, rather than rest solidly in safety, and fall to the ground. this took a toll on one finger in particular…my left pinky finger. i immediately got that nauseous feeling, but no crying occured. it was the wind and the cold, i swear. the finger was mightily swollen and red, but i decided i could play on. and i did, eventually scoring some touchdowns and making a game-saving interception on the last play of the game, in double OT, to secure the championship. but i digress. at home, i iced the finger and cradled it in my…ok, nevermind. needless to say, it was swollen and very very tender. but i decided it was merely jammed, and went about my business. skip forward a month or so. i happened to be in the doc’s office and decided to ask him about the still very red, and quite swollen, not to mention tender, pinky. he felt it, said “hmm,” and decided it was just badly jammed and i merely had to wait. so i waited. and waited. two days ago, i was still waiting for it to heal completely. by this time, it was back to about 60% of what it was. (saying that just really makes me sound like a dork.) i happened to have a doctor’s appointment…same doctor. we decided to get an x-ray, and by we i mean the x-ray technician or whatever was hot. or something. to end the story and prove how bad i am at writing a good climax, the finger had indeed been broken…and healed. and now i get to wait another 6 months for it to completely heal. i’ll show anyone who wants to see. but there it is. i have finally (as if it’s a good thing) broken a bone in my body, but did not know it for 6 months. am i man, or an idiot?