I thought maybe if I write for a bit, it will take my mind off the two things most disturbing about a broken arm – the pain and the itching. I have pills that will help with the pain, although I try not to overdo them. Nothing helps with the itching, however. Right now I have what’s known as a soft cast on the arm – plaster splints held on with a ton of ace bandages. It’s not very comfortable, despite what its name implies – rather hot and uncomfortable actually. I have a little more than a week to go before I see the doctor again and he puts on regular cast. Then I have about another 6 to 8 weeks in a hard cast. <sigh>
I broke down and talked to a lawyer today after church. It was an informal talk, more just to get the name of a lawyer who might be willing to represent me if it comes to that. Peyton, the lawyer I talked to, specializes in criminal defense, so this really isn’t his cup of tea. So when I got home, I filled out one of those on-line case evaluation forms for a local, all-purpose law firm. They should call me sometime tomorrow and let me know if they think I have a case against the college. I hate that it’s come to this, but I’m afraid that I’m going to get screwed if I don’t get a professional in my corner.
I spent the rest of the day napping and working on my Einstein speech. I have to give it in class tomorrow and I’m starting to get nervous. I’m not sure why, but I am. I mean, it’s really no big deal, right? But I’m giving the speech using a PowerPoint presentation and I’m not sure how I’m going to manage my papers and the control all with one hand. I’m also ticked off that the stupid version of PowerPoint that they’re using won’t play my audio or video files that I had originally embedded in it. I had found these really great sound files of Einstein actually talking – would have been pretty effective, but now I can’t use them. Poo.
Tomorrow isn’t a particularly long day, but it’s a busy one. I work from 8 to 11:30, have choir from 12 to 1ish, speech class from 1 to 2:30 and my piano lesson at 3pm. Yeah, I’m still going to my piano lesson. Not sure what I’m going to do in the lesson, but I’m going anyway. I guess if nothing else I can improve my technique with my right hand. After the lesson, I come home and start trying to study for a test I have Tuesday night. I say “try” because my attempts to study this weekend haven’t been too successful. The material is too boring to hold my attention once my arm starts hurting.
Speaking of hurting, my arm is starting to act up again. I think it’s time to resort to the narcotics again so I can get some sleep tonight. I wrote a lot tonight, but sure didn’t say much. Maybe something profound will occur to me tomorrow.
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