two hips and a hand

It is just getting too hard for me to type, or just about do anything involving my right hand. It is **soooo** frustrating, you cannot imagine. It seems that Hashem has big plans for me. So big that I have to learn what life is like being challenged with my legs, and now my dominant hand. What is it about my limbs that I am not 'getting' here?

At least, Baruch Hashem, this new cast does not cause me any rash.

We took some pictures for posterity of the splint, custom made by this special woman, an occupational therapist at Soroka. I will go see her again on Monday to check on it and start gentle therapy. Again, I feel so fortunate to have jumped the waiting list.

These are the pictures of it... and after this post, I will put it back on, and go to sleep.

 

I am under strict orders not to take it off; only for showering. I *must* completely rest this hand or else it will never heal (it's already been what... three months since the first fall?). What it most needs is rest. REALLY hard... it is a real art to do anything without using your thumb.(driving, laundry- new machine!, cooking, to name a few of the biggies. How... just HOW?)

I told Robert that I feel I am in the world of the useless, while he is working so incredibly hard, all day, round the clock. It is the end of the school year... lots of bagrut exams (high school exit exams) from his English students to grade, and still working on taxes, and other stuff. I'll write about the other stuff in another update, when that stuff is finalized. That last one is *good* stuff, but hard to organize, and he has been doing it all.

But I do feel we are in two totally different worlds.
And I do feel frustrated with my wrist problem, and yeah, useless.

OK, going to sleep. Gotta get that thing back on my hand, I feel soreness creeping in....