Yesterday evening I began to feel some pain in the back of my left hand near the wrist. I didn’t think much of it, it wasn’t too bad, and I fell asleep without noticing it at all. However, the pain increased overnight and became sufficiently severe that it kept waking me when I moved my hand, and then woke me completely at 5am. I took some pain relief, but it didn’t do much and I didn’t get any more sleep.

The pain wasn’t constant, only being apparent when I moved my hand in certain ways (or got it snagged on the quilt!), but I decided I needed to find out what the problem was so, this morning before work, I visited the minor injuries unit in the local hospital (my wife being kind enough to ferry me there and back again). Thankfully the wait wasn’t long (I was in and out in about an hour) and an x-ray showed that nothing was broken and I was diagnosed as having a sprain. They gave me a wrist splint, advised me that it would take up to six weeks to fully recover, and sent me on my way again.

Being the hypochondriac that I am, I’d had some concern that I might have somehow broken a bone (despite the pain being much less pronounced than the times I have actually broken a finger or wrist), so getting away lightly with a wrist support rather than a cast is a relief. I don’t have to wear the support all the time – and have been advised to use my hand normally as much as possible – and I should still be able to do most of the things I normally do, including driving and using cameras.

One thing I won’t be doing for a while is push-ups. I suspect that it was this that caused the sprain in the first place. Excercise isn’t always good for you, I guess.

Apropos of nothing, here are a couple of pretty-looking houses in Lincoln.

Yashica Mat 124G & Lomography Color Negative 400. Lab developed. Home scanned and converted using Negative Lab Pro.

Taken on 1 March 2025