i’m really not one to complain and moan about stuff but my hands are really starting to piss me off >:(
i learnt my RSI lesson back in 2009 when my dodgy (right) wrist finally gave out during a paint stripping task* and i couldn’t use it for SIX MONTHS.
(*renovating the front door which will ultimately end up in a skip because it, and the frame, are so damp, warped and rotten there’s nothing to be done to save it *wrath*)
my good (left) wrist turned out to be quite competent with a chisel or a paintbrush or whatever, so we’d been getting by okay.
(along with a sturdy wrist brace, anti-inflammatories and not knitting when it’s all too hurty.)
but then good wrist developed a bloody great awkward loud clunking ganglion. *gag*
1. weird lumpy thing. it used to disappear when i smooshed it down with my teeny tiny embroidery scissors… but now it ends up so swollen i cannot even stuff my big sausage finger into my teeny tiny scissors any more <— this is playing havoc with my cutting & sticking career. and my ability to drive a mouse.
2. *something* is in my fingertip from gravel gardening times back in may? maybe?
home surgery did not help. in fact, it may have made things worse. (do not advise) <— this is playing havoc with my cutting & sticking career. and with my ability to drive a mouse or type stuff.
i’ve been soldiering on, because
1. seriously! IT IS JUST A SORE FINGER!
2. i am going completely m************ insane not being able to make stuff or do anything. but look! ^ LOOK how much cumbersome crap is all round my hands!!!
oh yesterday i actual CRIED in total sandwich frustration because i couldn’t even put margarine on my bread.
i told myself off, proper stern like, “FFS! get a grip, fiona!”
but my self pity was all, “i cannot! *sob* i cannot grip anything!”
***edit: “day of the thread” is now available here