So my finger is better? I no longer have to wear the horrible splint? Can I start working out again? No? Not for five more weeks? And I still have to wear a smaller splint? The gods are cruel.
So I continue to be shut out of the gym, which means I’ll continue to shrink until I get down to my birth weight. (6 lbs., 8 oz.) But on the bright side, I don’t have to wear the above monstrosity anymore, which means I’ll no longer look like I run a meth lab in Fontana.
