My Thumb

I went to a Tu B'Shvat seder last night. (Don't ask to me explain. I don't know.) I was moving my chair in during one of the Divrei Torah and I slammed my thumb between my chair and the table leg. Remember those stars in the old cartoons? Well I saw them flying around. Nobody noticed I think, but it really hurt.

But my thumbs are too fat to be able to tell whether it's swollen or not. All I know is I do a lot of things with my right-hand thumb that the pain is not allowing me to do today. For instance, putting my hair in one of those fishy-clips, doinf Nava's hair, setting my alarm clock, hanging up my clothes, spreading peanut butter on waffles. And don't even get me started on toilet paper.

I think I might have this x-rayed today. Who knows?