The cast was removed this morning and now I type with a right hand that is both light and carefree. My thumb actually hurts more than when it was encased but hopefully that is just from it having been immobile for a month. I certainly hope so, going under the knife is never a pleasant prospect.
Despite my friend Suzie’s prediction, my hand did not smell like a** after the cast was cut free. It didn’t smell like roses either but it wasn’t all that bad. My hand didn’t itch while enclosed either, something I had mildly feared. The main drawbacks were performing those little tasks light starting the truck’s engine and buttoning my pants.
While waiting for the doc this morning some ladies were talking about a news story concerning this local fellow who found a rat’s head in a can of Allen’s Italian Cut Green Beans he had bought at Wal-Mart. The guy from Beaumont, Texas, right here where I reside, was apparently the second person who has found a rat’s head in a can of Italian Cut Green Beans made by Allen and purchased at Wally World. A lady from Utah also made such a discovery. The company offered her $100 to keep quiet and offered our local chef $200. Hey, if someone makes a third discovery maybe Allen will offer $300, and so on. Yee hah! Let’s go out on a bean quest. Not.
I told the ladies discussing the story this morning that I am surprised Wal-Mart didn’t charge the people extra for the rat’s head. La dee dah. I think I am going to go and have me something safe to eat, like a hot dog.