Me thumb - the ongoing struggle

Finally got my stitches out yesterday. It was such a relief to shed the stinky, burdensome cast. My arm is skinny and tender and has forgotten how to be still, it shivers. The wound is startling.



So now I have a much easier to deal with, flesh coloured, plastic splint. It was cut from a flat piece of plastic and placed in hot water for a minute, then moulded to my hand.



I have to wear it for a month, then get physio so my thumb remembers how to work again. One month! I'm going crazy. I want to get a little friend like this one, named Busy, who lives with one of my bosses, Tim.