I think I dislocated my thumb on Friday night. It hurt a lot but I was a bit too drunk to care about it at the time. The next two days were a blur of more booze and plenty of painkillers so I didn't really notice it. But now... well, it's amazing how much you miss your thumb when it doesn't work.
Trying to pass it off as something which would sort itself out over time I realised the serious nature of my injury a few moments ago when I discovered I was unable to use a bottle opener.
It was possibly one of the most horrific moments of my existence thus far.