Tuesday, April 27, 2021
Why is is that when something happens that impacts one part of your life that everything flies out the window?
On Tuesday I had a accident in the kitchen that resulted in 11 stitches in my dominant hand- of course.
I was told to take 3 days off from work and rest my hand. During that time I could have gone for longer walks, planned meals, etc. but I did not. I mostly sat and watched TV and felt sorry for myself. I'm sure that there's some psychology to it.
For a writer who spends all my days at the computer typing at a speedy rate, this hunt and peck with my right hand is annoying. Ugh!
I've pulled myself up again and am moving on with tracking and exercise again but still feeling sorry for myself.
Seeing the hand specialist tomorrow so maybe I'll get some happy news- fingers crossed.