I've Got It In the Palm Of My Hand (pain, that is)

Tue, 14 Jan 2025 03:53:20 GMT

The ortho doctor gave me a shot for Dupuytren's Contracture, which isn't nearly as bad a thing as it sounds. The shot was to inject cortisone through Arthrocentesis.

I could make that sound like I was on death's doorstep with those words, couldn't I? "Buy my books--they'll be worth more in a few weeks!" I'm totally capable of pulling heartstrings for sales.

But no, it's just an accumulation of thick tissue on the palm of my left hand, which can eventually get worse. He just gave me the shot for pain and to lesson the swelling. And where did he give me the shot?

In the PALM OF MY HAND.

I jumped so high my nose print is now in the ceiling. I used every curse word I knew, and invented a few more on my way down. You can ask Emily, she was there.

And now it feels fine. But it gave me a story to tell.

Buy my books, anyway.