|No fun being strapped into this.|
I've been lucky enough not to have had too many major set-backs or medical issues in my life, and this injury just showed me how lucky I've been to be so able-bodied. All the things I love to do in the garden, the kitchen, on my yoga mat, around the house and at work took five times as long to re-learn with my left hand- if they were possible at all.
Without the ability to quickly whip up some homemade soup, cookies or even a fresh garden salad, I lost my appetite and my motivation to do just about anything. I watched a lot of New Girl and read a lot of books (even reading a book is more challenging with one hand). Luckily my sweet partner Mike took care of me and discreetly asked my friends to come check in on me. I even had friends come over to help harvest my garlic and elderberries and weed my garden back from a jungle-like state.
I ended up learning to do just about everything with my left hand, as I accepted the fact that it would just take more brainpower to do things that I used to do without thinking. I learned to tie my shoes and put up my hair with one hand. I watched YouTube videos to figure out how to get toothpaste on my toothbrush. I even canned a batch of pickles!
|Turning my half-splint into a hand puppet helped.|
|So long, tomatoes!|
Yesterday I worked in the garden like nothing ever happened. I pulled baby trees that tried to sprout up on the strawberry patch, trimmed the blackberry canes & elderberry shrubs, composted the tomato remains and put away all the cages & supports. Besides being a little stiff from the cold and switching to my left hand for any challenging tasks, I'm back in business.
|Pinky is just a little wonky now...|