I’m Sorry Mom…

Will Henry make it better?

On our evening walk last Thursday, Maizie got all protective when this pug started coming toward us to say hello. She lunged at him, I tried to hold her back, and my finger got caught in her leash. I heard the pop. I felt the pain. And then I freaked out and called my mom. We decided it was jammed and oh well. Unfortunately not. Ever hear of an avulsion fracture? Me neither. But that’s what I have. It’s splinted for now, and I get to see a hand surgeon to make sure it doesn’t require surgery to fix. I’m sure it doesn’t. I sure as hell hope it doesn’t…or someone is getting coal in her stocking.

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