And boy is it painful when I move it! I only did 10 shirts, too.
So I consoled myself with some ice cream. 
Further explanation might make this a more interesting thread. At the moment, based on the minimal information, I would have to assume you began to iron your shirt before removing it from your body.
I wasn’t wearing 10 shirts!
I started with a stack of unironed washing and an iron; I finished with 10 ironed shirts, a diminished stack of unironed washing, an iron, and a wrist that still hurts.
Well, then, you need more ice cream, don’t you!
try a mangle.
That’s ironic.
This! This is why I don’t use the iron; I could hurt myself.
Could be worse. I know someone who broke her leg ironing.
I’m eating Private Selection (Kroger) Sea Salt Caramel ice cream right now. Since I discovered it, I can’t get enough. Yum, yum, yum!
You know, sometimes you need to get right back on the horse, so to speak. Shirts may require more fine hand motion than is safe, but I have some slacks that you could borrow…
It’s better than hurting someone else’s wrist by ironing. Well, better for them, at least.
My mother used to say, when I was bitching about something that this was God’s way of telling me <some nonsense about what Mom wanted me to do or believe, just that she blamed God for it>. So I say, this is God’s way of telling you that you shouldn’t iron. 
Is this a story you can be persuaded to share?
You’re doing it all wrong. First, you are supposed to claim that you hurt your wrist by doing something totally cool like skydiving or surfing. Only later do you admit it was ironing.
Well, at least no one phoned you while you were ironing. Could have been worse.
Free advice (and worth every penny):
Hot side down.
I met a woman several years ago that burned her face in a strange iron/phone incident.