Doctors suck and so do squirrels and other tomato thieving creatures
I'm going to whine now, so be forewarned.
My hand hurts. Well duh...I suppose it is supposed to hurt still. But it hurts when I do stupidly easy things like folding towels. It also hurts while typing and driving. The driving is a joke because really, Sam has to turn the key in the ignition and shift for me--but it still hurts to steer the damned thing.
So I asked the physical therapist this morning and he said I am doing things that are pulling or pushing... Well...in general most things you do involve one or the other. He said he doubted I should be doing things I am doing and said I should call the doctor who did the surgery. So I did that. He says I should NOT type with my right hand at all just yet. And he went on to explain that that meant uusing ANY fingers on my right hand on the keyboard. Ok, fine. Except I really cannot type on my laptop with one hand--the keys suck and some don't work well. And I am not good at typing with one hand on my desktop because I can't seem to make myself NOT use my right hand. In my defense...HALF OF MY KEYS HAVE THE LETTERS WORN OFF OF THEM. That's not a problem when I use 2 hands because my fingers know where the keys are, but apparently my brain isn't as certain and it takes forever to tind the right keys. And he said NO driving since I am pressing and pulling on my hand too much. So I have to go back to being driven around--which is not going to go over that well with my chauffeur.
So, I want to write. I have things to write. But it hurts and I am not supposed to be typing. I also want to talk to people online. I hardly ever get to talk to some people and I miss them.
Yeah, I did say I was going to whine. I know it could be worse. And it IS because some annoying little animal (squirrel or whatever) stole my two biggest red tomatoes--found them half eaten tonight when I went to pick them for my sandwich! So tomorrow I am taking action. Will get to Home Depot somehow and get some screening and put it around my garden beds. Haven't worked out the details of how I am going to keep the critters out and still let myself in, but will figure that out. NO ONE TOUCHES MY TOMATOES WITHOUT INCURRING MY WRATH! Well, the wrath came after the whine and the near tears (ok, they were slightly more than just "near" because I REALLYwanted those tomatoes).
So, going t o not be online as much as I want to. I am going to TRY to do what the doctor says. The pain in my hand at the moment is telling me that I should listen to him.
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