Ouch!

Look at that excited little patient. Ugh. I hate going to the doctor/hospital/anything medical. I fell in the shower on Saturday while bathing MacKenzie. Graceful? Absolutely. I hurt my wrist, but thought it would get better so I ignored it. I babied my wrist all weekend and returned to work bright and early this morning in huge pain. I got sent home by my boss who called me crazy for not having it looked at professionally right away. Whatever. ;) Jackson took the day off and escorted me to Mass General Hospital aka the biggest hospital ever. It was insane. In a decent way. I was in and out in about 3 hours. I've got no breaks, but what they think to be torn ligaments all down my left arm. Basically, I hurt. It hurts to type, but Jackson never got around to posting on the blog for me (how dare he forget something so important?! HA!) so I'm doing my best right now. I'm out of work for a while. If I don't improve by mid-week I'll have to go see a surgeon. Oh joy! Ugh. At least MacKenzie is clean! :)