I typed this with my one good hand.

I'm probably the last of my friends to have broken a bone. I know this, because every time we play "Never Have I Ever", I get all those suckers out with "Never have I ever been to Mexico", and "Never have I ever broken a bone".

I'm probably being a baby about it, but this shit seriously hurts! It's the middle finger, so it kind of wants to move every time the neighboring fingers do. It's kind of ruining my whole left hand. I'm incredibly lucky that when I fell I landed on my left hand, because now I can at least do things like write and hold a fork. It's put a bit of a strain on my everyday life though; mundane little things are suddenly taking a long and tedious time to do. Things like, buttoning jeans, tying shoes, and putting my hair up. I can't even cut meat anymore, because that's too complex of a task- It's a two handed task.

EDIT: It's been three weeks today since my finger broke. I am in a new splint, called a "stack splint" and am slowly coming to terms with the fact that I'll never be a hand model, never get to bend this joint again, and never learn to play the guitar (although I could theoretically play lefty guitars). It's kind of shit because I'll also never get to know how exactly it even happened, but like I said, I'm slowly coming to terms with it. For now though, I'm icing it all day every day praying to every god I know of hoping life will go back to normal soon.