How did Mick break his hand? …
Honestly, it was pretty stupid. :doh:
I was in the new shopping centre in Kilkenny the day after St. Stephen's / Boxing day checking out the sales.
I was upstairs in one of the shops just getting ready to come down the steps and not paying attention because I was sending a text message at the same time. :clown:
So I slipped or tripped, and to save myself from falling I made a grab for the handrail. I did rescue myself from a nasty fall, but as I grabbed I heard something go "crack" :yikes:
Later I met Mam for coffee in a pub and she had a look the hand while I iced it in a pint of water.
Can you move your fingers? :up:
Can you make a fist? :up:
I don't think it's broken, maybe just sprained.
Hey, she's my mother and a former nurse, why wouldn't I believe her?
So the next day I drove to Dublin to collect my brother and his fiancée from the airport. :faint:
A bit sore yes, but I managed. The next day though, my hand was worse so my loving family dumped me at A&E / Casualty / the ER and went off visiting. :irked:
(Ok, I didn't mind and they did come back for me 😀 )
So now you know. :spock: