Monday, September 28, 2009


Yes, I am an outcast. Today I had my cast removed from my right wrist that I fractured on August 20th while playing volleyball and diving into a wall while chasing the ball.

The doctor cut off the cast with some sort of vibrating blade the can remove the cast without cutting into human flesh. the doctor said this machine is similar to one used by tile installers. I said. "Well if you run into a slow period when people aren't breaking their bones then you could pick up some work installing tile flooring." The doctor thought that was a good idea.

Tomorrow I start physical therapy on the wrist. It feels a little weird to have one working wrist and one wrist that is sort of "frozen".

Yes, I am an outcast, or what you could say a castaway with hopefully a wrist that will be good as new some day.