F#*K Me!

I didn't race Coyote Hill because I didn't want to spend so much time in the truck for less than 2 hours of racing. I'll just stay home and do a nice ride solo I figured.
Nearing the end of my loop, I decide to do the last log walk; you know the one at the end of the powerlines where there are 2 big log laying in line with 3 or 4 small ones standing on end connecting them.
The whole ride I was thinking about how much my front tire sucked, and couldn't wait to change it when I get back to work on Tuesday.
I can't say I blame the tire, as the logs were dry. The small vertical logs are getting a little worn down. Transitioning from the small logs to the last long log, all of a sudden my bike is sliding out from under, twisting perpendicular to the log and crashing down.
I scraped up my left leg, and banged my back. When I got my breath back and began to ride out, there was a sharp pain when I would grip the bars, and on rough ground.
Ah, but it is merely a flesh wound, I'll just "walk it off" I thought.
When I got home Kim thought I looked pale.
I took it easy the rest of the day; went for a walk with the kids. If I didn't try and pick up anything my thumb felt ok.
This morning I couldn't hold my toothbrush, or press the "on" button on it.
Since oral hygiene is kind of important to me, and I can't do as good a job with my left hand, I decided to go to the ER.
Signing in they asked me if I wanted to delcare a religion, to which I replied I hoped there wouldn't be a need for last rights.
Second in line, this won't be to bad I thought. Except they put me in an examination room next to a faker moaning for sympathy, praying and talking to herself whenever a Dr. was in ear shot. Whenever a Doctor or nurse was near her, she'd always ask "you are going to give me something for the pain, right?!"
On initial inspection the Dr. thought it was a common case of Skiers Thumb, were one hyper extends the thumb, and stretches or tears one of the ligaments in the thumb.
X-rays revealed a chunk of bone chipped off my thumb.
"But I don't break bones" I told her.
"I'll let your thumb know that" she replied.
Now she thinks I might need surgery, but we won't know until I contact the Orthopedic surgeon tomorrow.
So I guess Domnarski Farm is out (which I already pre-registered for), and I guess I'm going to have to re-evaluate the "challenges" I'm willing to do riding offroad.

Anyone looking for an internship in the cast polymer industry?