well, i have vicodin now. and i was gonna tell him, but like, on wednesday; he'ss gonna be there till thursday and he'll just stress and there's nothing for him to do.
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and i am gonna call insurance on tuesday, before orthopedist and call primary care doc, to get a rec.
it's a radial digital fracture on my left hand; my stupid hand, so that's good. with "cortal buckling?" i dunno.
yeah, i have a big ol' compression splint with velcro on it that urgent care put on.
Oh, not telling him before he gets home? Possibly more forgivable. He'll scold you, but he may be persuaded by the logic of "Well, there wasn't anything you could do, and you would have just worried."
edit: Though that didn't really work when Hubby had a heart attack. But that's a whole different level of "Eh, it's nothing."
If it were me on the other side, who is a perennial worrier, I would still be super pissed if I wasn't told.
yeah...i am torn. i mean...6 days with horrid ex AND worry?
ur right. calling now. dammit.
ur right. calling now. dammit.
You can lie to him about how you got hurt! You can say you were saving a rare Medieval manuscript from a dumpster and somebody dropped the lid on you. He'd believe that.
curses! already told truth!
did tell him to tell story of how i slept in and drove 70 miles with broken arm, to instill fear of my badassery in ex.
did tell him to tell story of how i slept in and drove 70 miles with broken arm, to instill fear of my badassery in ex.
Good on you, making use of every strategic advantage you have. (And yes, I am happily smirking right now.)
did tell him to tell story of how i slept in and drove 70 miles with broken arm, to instill fear of my badassery in ex.
I'm sorry, Erin, but I can't award you badass points for waving your arms around and falling over and breaking a limb. I didn't take my broken elbow in for a week; that didn't make me a badass. It meant I was stupid.
We can't just go around handing these badass points around willy nilly. It demeans all the real badasses.