I have received an unexpected vacation from work. I was at the batting cage yesterday when I get hit in the hand by a 65 mph pitch. Thankfully, it's not broken just a little sore, purple and swollen. I can't go back to work until I can pull at least six pounds with it. Right now, I can't put enough pressure on it to turn the key on the front door or lift anything with it.
The doctor predicts it will be better at the end of this week. He gave me a note to be off work through Friday. While I really didn't want to use the sick leave, it is nice having the week off work. I go back to work on Saturday and then have a four-day weekend while I celebrate Brooke's confirmation and have my normal days off work.