I Hurt My Arm
To our loyal readers:
Welcome to another edition of Ritam’s baby corner, where I will proceed to grouse, moan, complain, and groan about the ailments, infirmities, and illnesses that rack my increasingly fragile, aged frame. This week: I Hurt My Arm, and Why That’s Not Okay.
Point 1: Hurting your arm is a bad experience
Drawing from my memory palace, I virtually immerse myself in the sights, sounds, and smells that surrounded me at the moment of my demise. The place: One Atlantic Terminal / Barclays Center subway stop. The stairs heading down to the D/N/R trains. An ill portent, due to the fact that now that I’ve slightly hurt my arm, I wish that I had a damn DNR 🤣.
I was doing the thing where I try to see how fast I can go down stairs.
My foot slipped. My arm reached. I grabbed the railing. I held on for dear life.
My arm stretched in ways it had never deemed possible before. I felt instantly that something was wrong, but I was too concerned with the fact that everyone on the platform had seen me plop down onto my big old Indian ass. I picked myself and dusted myself off, attempting to maintain a semblance of dignity. I told my lovely traveling companion that “it was probably going to hurt later.”
Point 2: When You Get Injured Like This, The Gratefulness You Experience Afterwards Isn’t Even That Good
You know what the best part of being sick is? Getting better and getting that sweet sweet hit of gratefulness, because you remember how good normal life is. Just waking up on that last day of illness and realizing you’re not stuffy anymore? That’s huge. That keeps me going.
But being injured in a small way like this? You can’t even farm some fucking personal gratefulness about this thing — partially because I directly caused my own pain, and partially because it goes away so gradually that you don’t even realize it’s gone until one day, you do, and then you’re like, well my arm is just here like always. No fucking gratitude for having a working arm is coming from this injury.
Point 3: Trump’s Mug Shot is Pretty Funny
I’m going to admit I haven’t been paying attention to what’s going on with Donald Trump lately, or like, this investigation, because it feels like even throughout his presidency everyone was always saying “It’s UNPRECEDENTED for a president to be charged with 1 billion counts of treason during the presidency” and looking around at everyone to make sure they also thought it was crazy. I guess it was crazy, but it also never resulted in anything, so I think I just stopped paying attention once it became clear that there would not be any actual consequences for any of this vague stuff anyway. But his mug shot is pretty funny. It’s a bit surreal. Definitely on-brand for him. Look it up if you want to see it, I guess.
Nabeel’s Footnote
I bet you were wearing those Tevas. I can’t do Tevas. Just not for me.