Sympathique

I was right about the splint being a magnet of attraction and sympathy. I could not take a single step without the "OMG. You poor thing! What happened to you?". Naturally, I smiled and replied to each and everyone of them the same answer like playing a broken record. I should have gotten a parrot and that would save me so much time and effort to explain. Or maybe a "I got Carpal Tunnel Syndrome" sign pinned on my shirt?

But I must say, they are kind to be concerned.

My supervisors were also deeply concerned. Can I type? How fast? Does it hurt? Were all the questions flying to me. Luckily I have a partner to help me out during my healing period. Sure I can do most of the work, just that typing is a bitch and holding a mouse is trickier than trying to pick a marble with a pair of slippery flat Korean metal chopsticks...

It was a very "Sympathize QR Day".

I was filled with so much sympathy that I could not help but show some of it to some of them in my office.

Person: Oh my. What happened to your hand?
Me: Ah just Carpal Tunnel Syndrome. No fuss.
P: That sounds serious! Do you usually get this disease?
M: Uh... STD is a disease. This is a condition...

I truly sympathize...

You know you love me.
XOXO
Queer Ranter