Okay, so it still hurts to type and I won't be doing it for long. Here's what's happened:

Saturday night, got very very very drunk and decided it would be a good idea to cover one of the walls in my living room with bad poetry.
Stood on a stool. Fell off that stool. Landed with my hand out. (I remember how I did it now)
Sunday, slept throught most of the day.
Monday, realised the bruise at the base of my thumb was pretty serious and pretty sore.
Tuesday, went to the doctors. They told me ther was a good chance it was broken and sent me to A&E (got a lift).
Got XRayed, got strapped up, got painkillers.
Wednesday, really uncomfortable so I went back to the doctors. They told me I had probably fractured my scaphoid bone and I had to go back to A&E. Since it was late afternoon and I knew I couldn't get a lift, I let the nurse restrap it so it was a bit more comfortable and went home.
Thursday morning, got the train into the 3 Towns (10 minutes), got a bus into Kilmarnock (Where the nearest A&E is) (1 hour).
11:25 - triaged, asked to wait as there was no available treatment room.
11:40 - saw an ENP (Emergency Nurse Practioner) and put in queue for XRAy
11:45 - XRayed (painfully, they kept moving my hand into new and painful positions to make sure they got the angle they needed)
12:10 - Spoke again to ENP who confirmed that although there's no obvious fracture on the scaphoid, it can take up to 14 days for that to appear. Also confirmed that there's a chip out of one of the carpals in my wrist which was why the strapping I got on Tuesday was uncomfortable.
12:15 - Given a splint this time and an appointment to go back next Thursday for another round of XRays to confirm the scaphoid issue.

*sigh*

Drinking is for losers. On the plus side, the NHS Accident & Emergency at Crosshouse Hospital are fantastic. Even if they are over an hour away from where I live by public transport. Sometimes I hate living in the vast acres of nowhereness like I do! So yeah, because this really is kinda painful to be typing, I won't be online much for a while. Link me what I miss?

*hugs*

Okay, so it still hurts to type and I won't be doing it for long. Here's what's happened:

Saturday night, got very very very drunk and decided it would be a good idea to cover one of the walls in my living room with bad poetry.
Stood on a stool. Fell off that stool. Landed with my hand out. (I remember how I did it now)
Sunday, slept throught most of the day.
Monday, realised the bruise at the base of my thumb was pretty serious and pretty sore.
Tuesday, went to the doctors. They told me ther was a good chance it was broken and sent me to A&E (got a lift).
Got XRayed, got strapped up, got painkillers.
Wednesday, really uncomfortable so I went back to the doctors. They told me I had probably fractured my scaphoid bone and I had to go back to A&E. Since it was late afternoon and I knew I couldn't get a lift, I let the nurse restrap it so it was a bit more comfortable and went home.
Thursday morning, got the train into the 3 Towns (10 minutes), got a bus into Kilmarnock (Where the nearest A&E is) (1 hour).
11:25 - triaged, asked to wait as there was no available treatment room.
11:40 - saw an ENP (Emergency Nurse Practioner) and put in queue for XRAy
11:45 - XRayed (painfully, they kept moving my hand into new and painful positions to make sure they got the angle they needed)
12:10 - Spoke again to ENP who confirmed that although there's no obvious fracture on the scaphoid, it can take up to 14 days for that to appear. Also confirmed that there's a chip out of one of the carpals in my wrist which was why the strapping I got on Tuesday was uncomfortable.
12:15 - Given a splint this time and an appointment to go back next Thursday for another round of XRays to confirm the scaphoid issue.

*sigh*

Drinking is for losers. On the plus side, the NHS Accident & Emergency at Crosshouse Hospital are fantastic. Even if they are over an hour away from where I live by public transport. Sometimes I hate living in the vast acres of nowhereness like I do! So yeah, because this really is kinda painful to be typing, I won't be online much for a while. Link me what I miss?

*hugs*

You know what's really fun when you're hungover? Having your train terminate one stop after you get on it, having the replacement bus break down, having to get on the next replacement bus, then - just as you're almost at the station where you meet the train again - have the guy in the seat behind you throw up.

No really, it's the best way to get over a hangover.

(Weekend long birthday celebrations, much red wine consumed.)

It was a good weekend, apart from the nightmare journey from hell...

I posted fic yesterday. It's m/m slash crossover fic. Dean Winchester/Lindsey McDonald. Set mid season three of SPN and post-NFA of Angel. Theophilus' Kiss - it is NC-17 and slash so you've been warned. I'll cross post it to some comms later, when I work up the nerve, 'cause we all know how low my self-esteem is!

Torchwood finale = ( cut for the non-UKers out there )

 (not spoilery beyond my reaction btw)

Doctor Who 4:01 = ( again, cut 'cause I love my flist - this one is spoilery though )

SPN - haven't had a chance to read much of the reports coming from EyeCon but I have seen Jim Beaver's t-shirt. How bloody awesome was that?! I really want to make myself an icon of that - I will find the original I figure, but does anyone know who it belongs to and if they'll be likely to allow me to use it? (With credit of course!)

Those of you who don't know what I'm talking about - Jim Beaver who plays Bobby Singer in the show, wore a t-shirt that reads "I read John/Bobby". *grins*

Right, now I'm going to eat something and find something better to do with my day than watch Mission: Impossible. Again. *g*

You know what's really fun when you're hungover? Having your train terminate one stop after you get on it, having the replacement bus break down, having to get on the next replacement bus, then - just as you're almost at the station where you meet the train again - have the guy in the seat behind you throw up.

No really, it's the best way to get over a hangover.

(Weekend long birthday celebrations, much red wine consumed.)

It was a good weekend, apart from the nightmare journey from hell...

I posted fic yesterday. It's m/m slash crossover fic. Dean Winchester/Lindsey McDonald. Set mid season three of SPN and post-NFA of Angel. Theophilus' Kiss - it is NC-17 and slash so you've been warned. I'll cross post it to some comms later, when I work up the nerve, 'cause we all know how low my self-esteem is!

Torchwood finale = ( cut for the non-UKers out there )

 (not spoilery beyond my reaction btw)

Doctor Who 4:01 = ( again, cut 'cause I love my flist - this one is spoilery though )

SPN - haven't had a chance to read much of the reports coming from EyeCon but I have seen Jim Beaver's t-shirt. How bloody awesome was that?! I really want to make myself an icon of that - I will find the original I figure, but does anyone know who it belongs to and if they'll be likely to allow me to use it? (With credit of course!)

Those of you who don't know what I'm talking about - Jim Beaver who plays Bobby Singer in the show, wore a t-shirt that reads "I read John/Bobby". *grins*

Right, now I'm going to eat something and find something better to do with my day than watch Mission: Impossible. Again. *g*

Anything I post on or comment on from about... oh say 8pm GMT tonight on is posted under the influence of alcohol.

I thought I should say that given the crap that's going down today.

OH! This is my week at INAP, right inapadmin peeps? Cool. I'll get on that once I've had lots of coffee and written some more tomorrow. I'm wrong, it's not my week - that's next week. Cool. Sorted.

Anything I post on or comment on from about... oh say 8pm GMT tonight on is posted under the influence of alcohol.

I thought I should say that given the crap that's going down today.

OH! This is my week at INAP, right inapadmin peeps? Cool. I'll get on that once I've had lots of coffee and written some more tomorrow. I'm wrong, it's not my week - that's next week. Cool. Sorted.