Attack of the One-Armed Man

I screwed my left wrist up, yesterday, at work. I did it at work, but it's not work's fault. Mom thinks I should report it, and whatnot, but, hey, these things happen! I mean, if the store sign, out front, would've fell on my wrist, or something, then yeah, I'd probably report it. But, the thing is, I was weighing hams, as I tend to do this time of year. My wrist popped out of place. And, it just kinda KEPT POPPING EVERY FIVE MINUTES after that. So, I'm sporting this big, black brace on my wrist now. I kinda like the attention. People keep saying, "What'd you do to your wrist Junebug?" You know, those people who pretend to be concerned... Heh. But, yeah, I'm going to be in this thing for the next week or so. I took it off, a few minutes ago, to wash up, and it popped immediately. Big fun pain! Funny thing is, my right wrist has been giving me trouble for the last couple weeks. It was feeling better, yesterday, and then I hurt the left one! Hilarious, huh? Hey, at least I can still play my guitar, so it's not THAT much of a bother.