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Saturday, January 10, 2009

My left thumb

Some people may be able to use both hands well. I cannot spell the word that describes this condition. I am very, very right handed, I thought. Last night I made French Onion Soup with toasted Parmesan bread on top. I cut my left thumb along with the onions.

NOW...

I have to have help to hook my bra. I cannot turn pages in a magazine. I struggle to button Depends. I struggle to unbotton Depends. I cannot smooth out the wrinkles in said elastic. I need help pulling down my sweater. The toilet flusher handle needs the right hand. My cell phone is awkward, I used to use my thumb to press buttons while I held the instrument in my right hand. How do you open a milk carton without your left thumb? Is there another way to open skirt hangars. Try holding hangar in your left hand and pinch open the grippers with your right. I pull my skirt up with my left thumb. I hold the bottom of my sweater with my right hand, zip grabbing the tab with my left thumb and forefinger. I snap on my bedroom overhead light with my left thumb. I push the on/off switch by my bedside lamp with my left thumb. I use my left thumb when weaving, and also when knitting. I unsnap my safety belt with my left thumb. Woe is me. I might as well go back to bed and pull the covers up, but I need my left thumb to do that.

6 Comments:

  • We learn something new every day! Who would have guessed how much we use our "other" hand for!

    By Blogger The Chatty Housewife, at 2:13 PM  

  • I wish I had another right wrist! I've been knitting too much and it's sore. Arthritis? Hope you are soon on the mend. And don't go back to bed. Go for a walk instead. You don't need your left thumb for that! Unless you need it for your walker?

    By Blogger knitterykate, at 10:17 AM  

  • I agree with Knittery, a walk sounds like an excellent idea.

    By Anonymous cc, at 10:26 AM  

  • Sure, but I can't go alone. Lily and Bobbie are always ready to go. They dance such a jig while I fasten their leashes. Then it takes maneuvering like the Chinese acrobats to get me and my walker out the door. The walk is fine. As far as we go, but Bobby just needs to be carried home. He'll sit downa nd balk while Lily dances around him. My thub's better yet I still can't unfasten my seat belt or twist the plastic off a new bottle of milk.

    By Blogger Gramma, at 12:38 PM  

  • Who CAN open those bottles of milk? I'd like to know. I have resorted to using my teeth on occassion.

    By Blogger Kedge, at 8:25 AM  

  • Grandma, your comment on my blog was one of the most encouraging that I've had in a long time! Thank you! I especailly liked the part where you said, "That old adage 'a place for everything and everything in its place' just doesn't hold true when you have active little people underfoot." It's just so true!

    'Love you, and I hope your thumb is getting better quickly!

    By Blogger ioi, at 2:32 PM  

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