The fingers of my left hand became swollen when I broke my wrist a couple nights ago while rollerskating. The first thing I did after getting up off the rink floor and feeling the extent of the pain was to remove my rings and tuck them into the pocket of my jeans. I recalled the incident 18 months ago when I had a bicycle mishap which resulted in having to get my lovely
onyx ring cut off my finger. On seeing my ringless, swollen fingers today, husband says, "It's a good thing you had that bicycle accident."
Could husband be turning into an optimist?
