The Broke Hand picturetales
DISCLAIMER : This story, or any of its part, -while the title did resemble it somehow - have nothing to do with the award-winning Brokeback mountain movies..
once upon a time, there’s live a guy in the deep isolated corner of the world. He’s one simple, down-to-earth guy who believes that he made up all the shit around him, and extremely well-known for his carelessness among the population of Volavola town..
one day, he went out from his little hiroshima-hut, stumbling his way around in the dark, cold morning of Volavola winter. Being the careless guy he is, he didnt give a shit whether its dark, and whether its safe for him to walk alone…
…its an ice-layered, slippery road in the Volavola village, and poor the guy didnt aware of it ..(or he did know, but just couldnt see what coming next)…and before he knew it……….
BAM!!!!
oh, we forgot to mention the guy - as clumsy as he is - actually determined to be a surgeon. He did have his medical training sometime ago within his long, complicated life history. So while limping naturally like a beaten dog, he actually managed to sustain himself from further injury and administer a self first-aid procedure..
he visited the nearest healer to improvise his condition - who happen to be his teacher. Guess what the teacher said? " hah, I know you would coming back!!!"..
waiting for the X-ray examination …where his guru will look past the physical boundary of cell membrane, and visualise the inner structure of our poor guy’s broken hand…
and so, after several consultations, the guru decided that the guy wrist joint had a microfracture, complicated with a partial dislocation…
after several eventful trial of manual repositioning, -where the guru using hand skill, trying to reposition the guy’s wrist, who screamed with agony since the guru didnt even want to wait till the local anesthesia take effect- our poor guy ended up in this elastic bandage…
…chin up, he walked back to his Volavola village, went into his hiro-hut, and settle down beneath the safety if his blanket..wishing that this is all just a bad dream..
..he just didnt know that when he wake up, the bandage will still be there, smiling at him, reminding him of how ruthless the day before had been
- THE END OF A CRAP STORY PARt 1-
