It’s been three days since my surgery and the temporary loss of function of my right hand. I grossly underestimated how inconvenient this experience would be. Yep, pretty much thought I’d walk away with a band-aid and some Advil, not a huge wrapped appendage and pain meds that required showing a photo ID.
How am I typing, you ask? Slowly, with my left hand and the ring finger of my right hand. For some reason, this is the only finger I can type with painlessly.
Here are my initial observations on the experience.
Things that are unexpectedly challenging to do with a bum hand:
1. Washing my hair. Kind of hopeless.
2. Opening any type of jar, bottle, can or container.
3. Starting my car. Putting car in gear. Opening car door. Et al.
4. Laundry. I gave up.
5. Picking out produce. Opening those plastic bags is hard enough with three hands.
Things that are unexpectedly easy with one functional hand and one clumsy, bandaged hand:
1. Anything on an iPhone.
2. Eating a sandwich.
4. Administering canine ear infection meds.
5. Painting my nails.
I’d like to be clear that I am not feeling sorry for myself. Partially because I know this isn’t a big deal and I’ll be back to normal in a few weeks, and also because I did a Google-image search for ‘hand injury’ and it was disturbingly awful. This is small potatoes.