I Hate My Hands

My hands are really hurting from having used crutches this week. They just can't take the strain.

Until you have pain in your hands, you don't really realize how much rely on them. As well as being painful, they are also weak and not as able to lift things. I had trouble falling asleep last night because of how much they hurt.

Typing manually is definitely out of the question. Fortunately I can rely on Dragon, so I can still post my blog. Another good thing is that my hip is enough better that I hopefully will not be needing crutches today, at least not in the house.

Simple things, like drinking tea, are painful. I use a mug so that I'm able to put my fingers in the handle, so I can't drop it.

Pouring tea is more difficult because of the weight of the pot. Making my pot of tea is outright dangerous. Somehow this morning I managed to spill boiling water from the electric kettle on to my hand that was holding the handle. I guess my wrist was shaking in its weakness. Of course I had to put it down right away and run cold water on my hand. Now that I've also put aloe on it is not really painful anymore.

Fortunately we are having leftover soup tonight for dinner. I don't have to do anything with it until DH is home. I can ask him to put the pot on the stove for me. We also have bread to go with it. Rolls that I made out of leftover pizza dough this weekend.