Monday's So Bright..I Gotta Wear...Hat and Gloves?

I never hurt myself and rarely get sick. I have never broken a body part and the only stitch I've ever had (and that's singular) was down "you know where" after having Tommy. I never worry about getting hurt. I run without stretching appropriately. Lucy hacks up a lung in my face and I don't even care. So WHY LORD OF ALL...during this SMALL period of time in which we don't have 100% covered health care...do I decide to JAM MY LEFT HAND INTO THE JOGGING STROLLER WHILE IT'S OPENING UP?? Everything hurts...it is black and blue. I don't think it's a break but definately a sprain of some sort. All tasks are painful..from tightening the bottle top to putting kids in car seats. One temper tantrum at my friend's, a run in the snow (you heard me..thanks a lot) and a sprained hand later..it's a HOOT HOLLARIN' MONDAY PEOPLE! Let the good times roll...
On a random side note, I can't stop singing the phrase, "Taking it back to the old school cause I'm an old fool, who's so cool." Exquisite lyrics.