Needles to the hand

So today I went to the gym and ran into a former student (who has rethought their career path), did the laundry, returned library books all while waiting for my orthopedic surgeon appt with the doctor who isn't my doctor.

Turns out he's Polish as in from Poland originally and I liked him. He treated me like the doctor I am and invited me to read the x-rays with him. I was there for both left hip pain and a trigger finger on the left ring finger and a ganglion cyst on the middle finger.

We're only doing NSAIDs on the hip right now since he'll want steroids and PT for the hip and I'm out of PT. (the joint looked decent on x-ray) Can't be sure without MRI is it a cracked labrum or bursitis (come one bursitis)

The cyst is a surgical referral in January but he decided to inject my trigger finger with anaesthesia and steroids. A needle to the palm and the hand and up the finger. Now that it's no longer numb it feels like he cut it off with a butter knife. OOOOWWWW. also hello bruising.

But this took a long time (they made sure not to overload the doctors but had MORE doctor's than usual so we're out of rooms) so I didn't get to precook everything I wanted to. Just the honey-cardamon carrots and the chocolate bourbon tart.

I don't bake. I'm just learning how. Things I learned today tart pans MUST be deeper than pie tins. So much left over filling and I had cut it down. I'll put it in ramekins later.


Also I dropped off my charity gift. I need to share a picture of it for you all. It's SO cute. I didn't realize the winter vest with unicorns on it had a hood with a horn and ears!!! I might have grown into a skull girl but at age 4 I would have never taken this outfit off.


And then the satellite tv remote died. I put in new batteries still wouldn't work. I told it, if I got buy a new one from Direct will you start working. It said no. I bought a new one. It's working. I am not impressed.

I keep forgetting I am doing fandomtrees again. I love this holiday exchange. here. is my wish list. Point me to yours if you have one. If I know the fandom I'll give it a shot.

Snippet (For context we're in Dan's hospital room. His aunt is a healer and also it is damn hard to talk about a transwoman in 1987 because most of the language then was derogatory, yikes)

“Do you want us to go too, so you can work?” Alessia asked.

Amalia shook her head, swinging her long hair back. She pointed to two chairs next to the bed. “You can sit there and talk to Danilo if you want. It won’t hurt.”

“What do you have to do?” Alessia took the chair closer to the head of the bed. Dan remained unchanged from the night before other than his color was a little better. Grace pushed in next to her.

“A few prayers. Don’t mind me.”

Amalia spoke softly in a language Alessia didn’t know. She took Dan’s hand as she said her prayers and wove her magic. Alessia sensed the uptick in power. Alessia took Dan’s other hand. His fingers sat in her palm, icy and so still. Dan had told her about his Aunt Amalia before, how she was a subset of the Babaylan known as an Asog. The only thing that gave his aunt away was the hint of the Adam’s Apple.

“We came back Dan,” Grace said. “We didn’t want you to be here by yourself.”

“We’ll stay as long as they let us,” Alessia added.

Amalia brushed her hand over Dan’s hair and finished her prayer. The magic grew washing over them all. She smiled at Alessia and Grace. “It’s been a long time since I left New York. It is a shame that it had to be for this but Danilo is strong. You will see.”

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