cry-baby...

What a big baby I turned out to be.

I finally went to have my wrist x-rayed - only to find out that I have a possible fracture and may need to get a cast. Oh, the horror!!! I HATE pain! Waaah. Butafter going to see the orthopedic surgeon, I am more than relieved to discover that I only have a bad sprain but that I'll need to be in a splint for a week. I look like a bowler, good god.

Of course, the trip to the doctor was not without its moments. Some of which are:

Tears welling in my eyes at the possibility that they might actually find something to poke in my hand.
Tears at the information that I may have a fracture.
Bawling like a baby on the drive to Makati Med.
Calling Mic after crying.
Calling Dee AND crying.

I never knew I could be such a baby. At least the worst is over. Whew.