Uhh, my distal ulna bone feels out of place. It seems over rotated, a little too high and a little too out (for lack of scientific terms). It's difficult to tell in the above photo, so just take my word for it. Maybe it feels like this because the tissue surrounding it is swollen. I'm going to wait 2 months before I attempt to use this hand (my left hand) to dribble and shoot a basketball. If I feel that it's not functioning like it should (if I feel that I've lost range of motion), I'm going to take the guy below to court. Let's read what the guy below said today
"That's what I was thinking...go home...somebody kill him...NOBODY...not at all [not wealthy at all]...poor [you, your siblings, and your daddy are poor]...I knocked him out...Samoan (implying that he was Samoan or that he had a Samoan child)..." Dr. Michael Chen (the guy pictured above) said this while I was waiting in a room in the orthopedic offices at Queen's Medical West and he was outside of that room speaking to a couple of Filipina nurses*. Dr. Michael Chen doesn't know me from Jack, but my appearance, the way I carry myself (including the way I speak), where I live, who I live with, my criminal record (some of which he's found when googling my name), my medical record (including the reason I required a surgical procedure by him), etc. BIAS HIS OPINION OF ME AND HIS OPINION OF ME IS INCORRECT. But he made sure to voice his incorrect opinion of me to his nurses for several reasons. 1) To establish dominance** over me and 2) to denigrate me in the eyes of female* admirers. His chimpanzee mind overrode his prefrontal cortex when he heard me enter his domain (territory).
As I was making my way down this walkway at about 2:50 PM today (12/30/25), there was a blond haired, white male doctor or surgeon in his 50s in scrubs sitting on a bench and as I passed, I turned to him and said, "Excuse me sir, do you know where I can find the orthopedic offices?" After giving me directions then following me on the walkway, I made my way into the building (the one in the distance) then made my way down the first hallway as he said but waited in that hallway for one of the restrooms to open and as I waited, the blond haired, white male doctor or surgeon in his 50s looked at me from a perpendicular hallway (the main hallway to that building) he said, "poor".
WHAT DO DR. MICHAEL CHEN AND THE BLONDE HAIRED, WHITE MALE DOCTOR OR SURGEON IN HIS 50s HAVE IN COMMON? THE FACT THAT THEY'RE READING THIS BLOG IN WHICH I REPEAT THAT I'M A WEALTHY, HIGH STATUS, WHITE SOMEBODY, BUT COMING AWAY UNCONVINCED AND INSTEAD BELIEVING THAT I'M A POOR, LOW STATUS, NOBODY!
*All of the Pilipina nurses are attracted to me.
**Dr. Michael Chen made me wait in my room for about 15 minutes and he did this to say, "I'm the higher status guy, so I can make you wait for me." Plus, he was testing me. By making me wait he was essentially saying, "let's see if this little guy loses his patience, then loses his temper (begins shouting and destroying things)."
