Songs of Night and Silver

Phew it's been a busy few days .  Much running around Manchester city centre in search of buses.
Nice to be teaching again, although it's more than a little scary - some of these kids are damn annoying. I have so many session plans to do though!

my financial picture isn't rosy, it's going to be a long hard and skint slog for a couple of months, waiting for my pay to catch up with my hours, not helped by the fact I appear to have been paid 100 quid less than I should from Manchester, which I'll be chasing up ASAP.

Good news on the tendon front, no more splint!  I am allowed 'light use' of my hand, no carrying or gripping, but moving light bits and peices about and fiddling with small things is now okay too. Stroking the cat is now officially therapy! I am allowed to type some, but no writing yet... the physio said she would let me off a few (no gripping the pen tightly!) words on a whiteboard though, which is handy (sic).

I also have a whole new set of exercises to do to hopefully stop the scar tightening (this may happen to me apparently) and doing funny things to the movement of my finger.

Had appointment with physio today. Apparently my tendon is doing brilliantly and I have an excellent range of movement for 3 and a half weeks.  It's apparently so good that paradoxically I'm more at risk of snapping the repair because the tendon is supporting itself by itself, rather than with scar tissue! So I get to start the new  hourly excercises sans splint (they are a bit owch) but have to carry on wearing it full time.

However, barring accidents in a week I get to go to wearing it just at night (and if I'm in a position with a high risk of traumatising it ie travelling, working, going out) but still with strict DO NOT USE instructions.

In other news.....

The bank are officially flummoxed as to what to do with me. I'm a good customer, I rarely have problems, they understand my predicament, don't know what to suggest but are still going to charge me for exceeding my overdraft limit. *shrug*

 need a second job in next 3 weeks or well, I dunno really. Start selling my body, maybe. One not so careful owner, few miles on the clock, built for comfort, excellent user satisfaction?

And I will do anything (except call centre and anything needing 2 hands, and frankly that two handed one is shaky because if it comes to tendon function vs being able to pay rent? well what do you think I'm gonna do?). I check the jobcentre jobs every day and am with several temp agencies. It's just not happening.

Had a near miss with the rage last night, I was so frustrated I was moments from ripping the bloody splint off just so I could hold a bloody pen and escape into real words again. Everyone has something that keeps them sane (talking to their mates, singing, watching doctor who, wanking, whatever it is). Now imagine you are told you can't do it for at least 7 weeks. At all.

That's where I am.

Let me say something about me....

thurday at 3 pm I manage to slice into my little finger with a knife. trip to a&e follows where i discover i have cut through a tendon. I also discover Slitheen in Royal Liverpool Hospital.
friday at 7.30 am i have to be at whiston to see plastics. I scare doc getting consent by pointing out my specialist subject.  yay, I am mystery shopper ethicist.
2pm sent to theatre for my first ever general anaesthetic (scary). lovely lovely anaesthetist.
they sew the thing back together.
can sAY rAXICORICOFALLAPATORIUS coming to :)
at 5.30 i finally escape
at 7 i have my solstice party, which is huge fun if a bit messier than intended due to lack of proper sorting out previous. Some LACK OF SNOGGING though. *headdesk**seethe* one person collapses, no one is sick, toothpaste cat prints from accident in bedroom leave funny white marks on everything.
am now alone for week, with whole right hand out of action due to giant splint.
i fall over and graze hip, need to call mate to come fix it.
sometimes i wonder how I manage to cope with this stuff. Other people would be totally in bits over this. I think its annoying but overall could be worse. quite funny all told.