Anyway, I'm not the nicest guy around and certainly not the least violent, so I've had my fair share of fights, but NOTHING comes close to this one. It wasnt even FIGHTING to begin with. It was just, well. boys being boys.
Anyway, nicky hit my fists VERY SOFTLY, as I was attempting to punch that gay, and I suddenly felt pain. Initially I thought it was just normal impact pain, however after sitting down at starbucks for a while, the pain didn't go away and my hand looked weird. So begins another one of my awesome nights.
The pain wasn't going away, and by now my friends concurred that something was terribly wrong with my hand shape. I tried to bend the thumb back inwards but it simply wouldn't go back in, and I couldn't really move my thumb properly. Eventually took a cab down to see a doctor.
The doctor took a look and confirmed it was a dislocation and asked me to go to a hospital for x-ray. I thought it was a simple "snap-it-back-in" as in the movies, so I asked that he try without the x-ray. Pain ensued. Take my advice if you ever find your body parts out of shape. Ask for a freaking jab.
He succeded, in causing me pain, thereafter refering me to the A&E with a much redder thumb and nothing fixed. So off it was to NUH A&E where I must highlight the quality of healthcare in Singapore public hospitals.
I arrived to the A&E to see one of my boxing coaches bleeding all over. Apparently he had a bike accident nearby. Long-story short, after an hour, the queue didnt move AT ALL, and I was still the 14th person to see the doctor. So I went to ask the nurse, who gave me typical "dont-know" answer. Apparently, you have to wait about FOUR FREAKING HOURS in an accident and EMERGENCY.
"Oh you have heart attack? Sorry, the queue is long, can your heart stop beating for an hour?"
Four hours in this kind of pain is a clear no. So I called up a few other hospitals (yes, with my OTHER hand) and decided to go to Gleneagles, where it was TEN minutes. So the doctor at Gleneagles did an x-ray and decided to give me a jab for the pain.
me:"Nurse, so where the injection? wrist or arm?"
nurse:"NONONO, THIS ONE CAN ONLY BE DONE IN THE ASS"
FML #1.
Injection Count: 1
The jab wasnt really useful as I still could move around after that. The feeling is as if you're a little inebritated. So the doctor came and started to crack my thumb back. Since the jab was weak, I felt all of the pain. ALL OF IT.
doc:"I don't dare to do it any further, I'm calling the specialist"
FML #2.
Specialist arrives in 30 minutes or so, and examines my hand. Then proceeds to give me TWO injections on my right hand.
Injection Count: 3
After 10 minutes or so, I totally couldnt feel my right hand. It was as if I was holding someone else's hand when I felt my fingers. So he began to crack away at my thumb, while looking at me and smiling. After a minute, he stopped and looked at me. This was when he gave me anonther smile and I knew it was over.
FML #3
An hour later, I was on the operating table, worried sick because of movies like AWAKE. For the uninitated, its a movie about people not being given enough anasthesia or some other reason, stay awake during surgery and enjoying every last cut. I requested for the doctor to administer extra, but was of course denied. He did however, stab me with 2 more injections in my left hand.
Injection Count: 5
It was like an instant flash, and I awoke to see my hand bandaged and feeling groggy. Like a smash-cut in film. According to the doctor I've been given another jab while asleep in my right armpit.
Injection Count: 6
My mum told me she was worried sick. Apparently what was estimated to be a 1 hour surgery became 3 hours due to complications. Now instead of a simple dislocation I had a 6 week healing time and a wire stuck in my hand.
The following pictures were taken by my awesome specialist during surgery. I will advise you NOT to look unless you are looking for help with your diet.
The x-ray of my thumb
A surgery was needed to remove the small ball (a bone) that got lodged in my thumb socket, preventing the surgeons from pushing the bone back in.
Z marks the spot
Cutting it open
The fork-like thing u see is called a "cat's claw" and the while thing is not my bone, but my tendon.
The second-cut
Apparently they couldn't reach the socket, so they had to make another cut. Yes, thats my bone.
More blood
Testing to see if all works well
Oh did I tell you the best part? The $10,000 bill.
FML #4