So I had a real lousy day at work yesterday (you know, one of those days when NOTHING goes right or according to plan) and I was just plain pissed off. Instead of going home, I hooked up with my friend for some drinks and a walk along the seaside just to get some cool breeze to let off some steam. I was talking to my buddy when a couple of rowdy college boys passed by us mockingly imitating what I had just said. I have a slightly high pitched voice so it's not the first time I encountered such nuisance. Well normally I shrug it off or give a dead-serious stare to let them know I'm not pleased but yesterday was anything but normal. I called him out on it and politely demanded an apology. Unsurprisingly, the mutt was a real hardass and started going all "if I don't you'll do what?" so without giving him a chance to act I grab his collar and stick a couple of heavy (and I mean going just berserk) blows straight to the jawline. I think after the fourth or fifth punch I realized that my right fist had become all loose and flimsy, so I stopped. Thankfully by then people had jumped in and broken the fight because I don't think I could have taken it any further myself as my right hand just felt...useless. Both the guy and his friends seemed to be still stunned by my sudden outrage and my buddy explained how those morons brought it upon themselves. Anyways, I come home and then the pain starts (perhaps all the adrenaline during the fight had made me oblivious to until now). It ached like hell whenever I even remotely tried to close my fist and my ring finger knuckle seemed completely suppressed in my hand. I sort of had an idea that punching a guy usually hurts like hell, so I figured it must be some minor muscle sprain, nothing a few days of good care won't fix. Nevertheless, today I went to the local clinic's orthopedic specialist to help speed up the healing process. He advised me to take an X-ray which later showed that my ring finger wrist bone was pretty much fractured to near breaking point. I'm typing this all out with one hand now, what with almost entire of my right hand covered in an annoyingly restrictive plaster that I have to keep on for at least 20 days. There really should be more vocal information out there about the possibility of fractured bones in a bare-fisted punchout! Or maybe I just needed more Calcium. F**k.