Not too bad on my middle finger last joint on my left hand. Playing basketball. Trying to catch a deflected ball. Did not see a doctor, or did I? Wore a splint for a short bit. Gradual heal, still feeling the weakness years later.
A few years later (ten or so?) I may have broken the similar part of my index finger on my right hand.
Basketball.
I think this one healed better, gratefully.
Not too bad, all told.
Done the nose a few times, but that is only cartilage.
(C’est Moi) – I graduated from Brigham Young University – Provo in Spanish and with a minor in Theatre. My intentions were to go on working in film and television, with particular interests in writing and crafting stories. I was able to work in some jobs and projects for a period, to include with a television art department crew, but then I found that my heart was not dedicated to it enough. Decades later, I still find myself with interests and hopes of producing or creating stories that may eventually translate to performances and convey messages worthy of display. Here I am still plugging along now with Gen Y and Z to help analyze, critique, and possibly form more art and ideas. Let us go forth and do great things! Think higher, do better, act nobler. We deserve these things.
Artistic Musings 
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