Free at Last

My left arm has been incarcerated for 56 days. The parole officer declared that as there is normal radio-capitellar alignment on the lateral view, I could be released. Just sign on the dotted line…

Everybody lied about the exfoliation issue. Nobody told me about the sensory overload.

Or about the scrambled messages from resting my forearm on the cold tabletop to type…not recognising ‘cold’.

Or about how erotic it feels when my fingernails scrape my palm which has had no human contact for eight weeks.

Or how good it feels to give Mr Muffin a full frontal unencumbered hug.