I am deeply embarrassed about this, but will probably not let that stop me from eating there, because I love their steaks. Especially since there's only one person there who knows that the guardrails are my fault, and he's the kitchen manager, so I'm not likely to run into him.
Speaking of the wrist, I'd been weaning myself down from an ace bandage to one of those neoprene wraps, and also to wearing it for less and less time (basically, for the last month it's just been for driving and sleeping). However, the house ate the wrap on Tuesday, so I've been completely unbraced for two days, with no significant disasters. Lots of little pains when I pick something up or twist my wrist in the wrong direction, but just flashes, nothing significant.