In May, on a dry sunny afternoon, walking home from the post office on a route I have walked a thousand times, I tripped over the uneven pavement and fell and smashed my left hand against the pole holding the traffic light. X-Ray showed a classic “boxer break”, a small fracture in a metacarpal bone that had twisted a bit when I fell. A few days later I had a short routine operation at the local hospital to insert a wire so the bone could heal in place, then a few weeks later had a second, shorter procedure to remove the wire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And I didn’t post or tweet about it in English, because it was embarrassing and banal, and I fully expected I’d be back to normal shortly with nobody outside my immediate family\/friend circle (and German cat Twitter) knowing about this ridiculous thing I did.<\/p>\n\n\n\n