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got a riddle for you.
what do you get when you mix the wutang van sliding door and a thumb. ya get a broken thumb.
how does a cellist play with a broken thumb…. she doesn’t.
ok so those are not very funny, but neither is having a broken thumb. basically, i lost my since of humor when it happened. ask my friend zach who makes me laugh instantly… sent me a text and i was like “whuuuh? that’s dumb”. In fact, 10 minutes after it happened, i nearly bit the lady’s head off at the health food store who tried to tell me “next time, try…” to which i snappily replied “i don’t plan on there being a next time.” really it was just extremely poor timing. i was in so much pain at the time not knowing that it was broken, just thinking i needed to suck it up and go about my day. after getting chills at lowes and having to stop and cry every 10 minutes, i started to think it might be more than just smashed. and it only took 6 hours to convince me to go to have it checked. what i can say, it’s my job to kiss the owies, not get them!
so that was 3.5 weeks ago and according to broken bone googleage, it’ll take 4-6 weeks to heal.
do you realize how much you use your thumb? try it. for one day tape your thumb to the rest of your hand so you can’t use it and see how it goes… oh and dont’ forget to add stabbing pain in the thumb as well as cramping muscles throughout the entire arm when you try to use your index finger to do the work of the thumb. actually don’t, you don’t need that kind of frustration in your life… just trust me on that. but seriously… cutting a mango… fuhget abowt it.
the really great part is that every time i take the splint off, look at it and think “wow, it’s looking so much better” and then show someone else, they run screaming. or at least turn away and shiver and gasp. whuht? never seen a bruised thumb before?
the good thing is that i was a good girl and followed directions and have a back up cello player. i mean i could probably still play the cello if i reeeally needed to, but along with my tears of pain and frustration, you’d be crying at the sound bursting forth from the strings.
so here’s to 2 more weeks of being Princess Broke Thumb…yeah that’s the nickname people at church gave me, lol. gotta luv’em.