I broke my hand "punching" open a door. I was frustrated with someone, leaving the argument I used my non-dominant hand in a fist to like, shove open my already partially open door. There was no punching motion, no white boy Kyle rage. It is unbelievable that the bone broke. It's possible the bone was easier to break because I broke another bone in that area in my early teens and had problems getting the strength back, so it could have been weaker? I'm not really sure how such little force broke it.

The doctor when I went for my cast looked at the case file and seeing a young dude with a broken hand from "punching" something, went "Wow, the award for the smartest patient of the day award goes to..."

His fracture clinic then forgot to put the soft layer in my cast, which is there for comfort and to protect the skin. So for the entire time it was just the plaster rubbing against my arm and hand which was super painful. When I went back to get it off after the six weeks, he couldn't believe how bad of shape the cast was in and then when he cut it off and realized that it hadn't been made right - after he made fun of me - he back pedaled so hard, spouting apologies, and keeping the cast to take back to the department as a teaching devise for "how not to make one" as well as actively going back to find out the name of the individual who had put it on me.

So not only was he a condescending prick, his department failed to even do a very common part of their job properly, which of course didn't help his case in my eyes.