Bob, the pt guy, after determining that the pain in my wrist had not deminished, suggested that I see the doctor and get it x-rayed. I brought the doctor's phone number upstairs to bed with me so that I could call for an appointment first thing in the morning and not wait until I came downstairs.
However, when I woke up this morning, the wrist pain had moved into the middle of my hand and to the top set of knuckles. I thinking that pain from something broken wouldn't move around. So now I am just going to wait for it to keep moving till it reaches my fingertips and moves off the planet.
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