Futility and long post

Do you have those days when you're feeling a bit unwell but not enough to hold you back and this feeling of not doing too well has sort of put you behind on the list of daily tasks and so you feel like overcompensating by going out of your way?

Well, I have such days and I have not being doing well and no I'm not sick!
But my right hand wrist is kind of not having it .
And no it's not a sports injury from working out and over exercising which I might be guilty of sometimes.

It's this strange hurt bang in the middle of my wrist that has been making itself felt, which got aggravated while I was trying to slide a door yesterday and it got mental!
I mean it's exactly in the ball of the right wrist which is sending shockwaves of acute pain all around my arm and it almost feels like a vengeful burning sensation under my skin.
This is an issue that has flared up after more than two decades.

I was a child when I complained to my parents incessantly about my wrist and upon closer examination they noticed something strange, which was that the ball of the wrist was slightly enlarged.
I was taken to a family friend who was a doctor and within a week he had performed a minor surgery on the wrist in his house which involved shoving a syringe right inside the affected area and doing some stuff to it.

The pain was excruciating not when the injection, the size of a small country went inside my wrist but the following days after when my entire arm complained about the torture while recovering.

Ever since that day my right wrist keeps letting me know about its past but not in a way that causes me grief. It's always been a light tap on the shoulder, but yesterday out of the blue it shoved me into a volcano.
I kept ignoring it all evening because how random is it to have this issue jump at me after so many years of being dormant but last night as I tried to sleep, my entire right arm felt it was on fire. The strangely sharp pain crept into my heart and threw me out of the bed.

I put a pain relief patch on it and bandaged it and this was around midnight.
I straightened my arm and finally found sleep after writhing in agony for almost 2 hours.
The patch worked and bandaging it to keep it straight also worked but I couldn't wake up the usual time to do my usual chores.

Now I'm up and about, feeling guilty for letting something so ridiculous hold me back from my day.
My arm still hurting and the pain riding my hand in waves but not as bad as last night, but I know full well that it will get worse if I don't immediately put it back in a bandage and keep it straight.
But I have commitments to fulfil and things to do and photos to click and mails to write and I feel like I need to fix everything and finish everything and in fact do a lot more in advance!
So yes I'm overdoing it right now .
I might regret it later