I’ve spent the last twenty-four hours living life single-handedly.
I dinged my left arm yesterday afternoon, and because I’m full of it, I refused to go to the doctor until after rehearsal. At 11.30pm.
Turns out I have an oblique fracture of my ulna. In English, this means my left arm is in a cast for the next six weeks. This also means that I am typing this with only my right hand.
The doctor thought he was a comedian. He said, “I thought that in theatre you are supposed to break a leg, not an arm.”
Ha bloody ha.
