Aaargh

BlogSpot is trying to tell me that I'm not following any blogs.  Horse hockey, bull cookies!  I have a number of  blogs I follow.  Quit telling me that I don't follow any.  And no, I don't want to add any at this time.   Grrrr.

Typing with one hand is a bit frustrating.  So is doing a lot of other things. After the stitches came out a brace was put on so my thumb and its tendon could rest.  I had my first therapy session the other day and have been given some exercises to do at home.  Needless to say the housekeeping has been put on hold as well as just about everything else.  My maternal grandmother had only one arm.  She lost the right one when she was in her twenties..and she was right handed.  Back then there weren't the modern conveniences we have now and she had to learn how to do everything with her left hand. I admire her tenaciousness, especially since my mother hadn't been born yet.  She lived with us when I was young and taught me some things, like how to tie a shoe lace and do needle punch.  Eventually she lived by herself and she managed.  I honestly don't know if I could do it.  I will do the exercises and when the brace comes off I will be careful not to do what made the surgery necessary.  In the meantime I'm learning to make do and not worrying about making my bed or housekeeping.
Y'all have a thankful day.

Stitches out

Am getting the stitches out today.  Woo Hoo!  It's been an interesting, if sometimes frustrating, experience trying to do things with my left hand that are usually done by the right one.  Every time I brushed my teeth the right hand and arm would start to move along with the left if I didn't pay attention.  Weird.  Opening jars and bottles was a challenge but somehow I managed.  You don't realize how much you depend on the dominant appendage until you can't use it.  I'll be asking if there is some kind of glove or limited brace I might be able to wear so this doesn't happen again.
This time change is for the birds (maybe).  I had to get up in the dark this morning.  Why can't "they" just put the damn clock in between and leave it there.  Or leave it on DST.  Woke up at 6:30 but the body clock says 5:30.  Geesh.
Y'all have a tremendously wonderful day.

Post surgery

The surgery was quick.  The prep and waiting long.   I was given medication for the blood pressure being on the high side (and yes I am now on medication for that).  Daughter drove me down and stayed with me until the surgery.  She was there when I came to.  I don't know what the anesthesia was but I thought I would be awake for the procedure.  Maybe I was but I don't remember.  After I was awake and ready to leave daughter took me back to her house where I spent the rest of the day and night mostly dozing.  I slept for a few more hours yesterday then drove home.  Took a nap then went to bed.  Wasn't hungry but did have a protein drink before calling it a night. Believe it or not the bandage comes off today.  I have to keep the incision site dry.  Hmmm, that should be interesting.  Hopefully I'll be knitting again soon, just not so much.
Y'all have a peaceful day.