So I went to visit my dad over the weekend. At one point, I was walking down the stairs to go to the bathroom and avoid another discussion on my dating life, I slipped. I slid down a few steps on my feet while holding myself up by the railing and my right arm that I put down to catch myself. I got up, thought I was good, and slipped again. I once more, put my arm down to catch myself. My wrist initailly did not hurt too bad. but as time went by it did. As a sign language interpreter, I kinda depend on my wrist a lot. I knew it was going to be an interesting day of work. All night it bothered me, and when I would grab my covers or shift pain would shoot through it. At work, I had about 30% of my motion. As the day went by and I used it more, it started to loosen up. As I type this, I'm probably around 75% which I am thankful for. When I go to sleep and not constantly moving it, we shall see the result...
Shantz - Director of dice rolling failure and comedic timing