JFQ ~ How is the hand doing? I am truly sympathetic. Ever since I read that, I have been experiencing a redoux, re-do, reprise, or maybe repeat, of the pain thereinvolved. About twice a day.
I too, once struck the heel of my hand. With a heavy Estwing. Breaking concrete forms or something. (I've also struck the prominent ankle bone. Haysoos Chreesto, mon.)
It's a pain unlike.....others.
Ordinary Humans will never comprehend. Frankly, their pain experience is unvaried and shallow. 16 color. Turista.
Heel of the hand is a metallic-foil ultrasound, gnawing from elbow to hand, and back. Like sand-blasting and electroplating the Golden Gate a dark knobby cinnabar, end to end, say twice a second.
Like holding a chrome bumper barehanded, and swinging it overhead, down on an oak stump. Or anvil.
By the way, I'm just a Quasi Carpenter these days. Faux. Bleau Arts. Unreal. A Lufkin.
I would say, am to am, "At least you did it right."
Dashiel would say, "Who uses a hammer." |
