Ugh.

So heading into University yesterday morning I tripped and fell (quite spectacularly with much wind-milling of arms and back and forth-ing). And I've managed to fuck my right wrist up something awful. It was mildly painful after the fall but during the day it just kept getting worse.

And I woke up this morning with it bruised to high hell, swollen and hard to move. It just keeps getting more painful through the day and it's sending these twinges of pain up my arm when I move it D: Right now I've got it wrapped up in a bandage for support and am crossing my fingers its only bruised and will get better.

Dad however, seems to think I may have broken/cracked one of the little bones in my wrist. Which... I dunno. You'd think having any broken bone would hurt a lot more then this is but apparently not. >: Stupid medical based Fathers and their ability to freak me out with diagnoses over the phone (problem is the bastards usually right about these things ;3;)

Either way, come Friday if it's still hurting then I'm off to the doctors. There's no point being on an art course when you can barely move your hand to draw :/ Until then it's painkillers, bandages and cuddles from the housemates XD