Oh my word.

What a summer. It's been over since july. But it was a good un. I call this my summer of being a kid. I have played so much and done so many new things. I got my one swimming day in, and a couple of days later, I broke my wrist rollerblading. Long story short, I will have endured a 6 week cast when I only needed to wear it for 3-4 (small overbooked hospitals suck)

Ahaha aheehee yeah I was rollerblading! Oh my god, a 30 year old!
NO I DID NOT WEAR WRIST GUARDS DAMMIT.
Everyone's calling me derby girl now. I bet that would channel my feisty soul productively, but I see no derby league happening in gentle kings county anytime soon.

TL;DR:
I HAVE CRAMMED ALL OF THE THINGS IN MY CAST because itchy is my only thought from wake till sleep. The best thing I have found (it changes weekly) is a wooden coffee stirrer. It's the length of my arm, small and yielding, and it stores well in there so I am never caught without it. I don't reckon anyone will understand this situation unless they had to wear a cast for a "benign practically imaginary fracture on a tiny bone in the wrist"

and yes, I actually did paint the bone anatomy on my cast.