Day Deux

When I woke up this morning I looked at my wrist, utterly confused, and wondered why the heck there was a wrist brace on it. Then I remembered all the pain and the exhaustion from yesterday. Somehow, I managed to take off my finger split in the night so the first thing I had to do was look for that. Thankfully it was still on my bed and not in the depths below it. (I remember taking off my headgear and retainers in my sleep nightly and having to dig for them in the morning. It sucked majority.) I was hoping that a night of sleep would make my hand feel much better, but it still hurts like crap (editors note, what does crap feel like anyway?) The ten hours of sleep did do the rest of my body a lot of good but my hand decided to revolt and feel worse than the day before.

Until you injure one of your hands, you don't realize how much you use them for. Trying to use one hand for everything, especially your left hand if you're right handed is very frustrating and taxing. I had to get help opening jars, doing my laundry, making my bed, and even getting dressed (editors note, weeee!) When ever I'm hurt I always get REALLY frustrated at my body. Normally I just can't walk well, which is stressing in itself but my hand is also very, very annoying. I used to think having my legs messed up would be worse then having an arm or a hand messed up. But now I can't even write or type (except with one hand). I don't know how I'm going to get through all my classes. I was suppose to have a paper due tomorrow morning but thankfully I got an extension on that. I have a Calculus test Wednesday that I probably won't be able to take. Calculus is very hard to dictate to people. I feel like a helpless little kid again. A few people have said this would be a good time to be ambidextrous but it's a lot harder than they think. I did learn how to throw a frisbee with my left hand today with Greg and Steve and Matt. I think I throw better then Steve.

I'm sure there's some great lesson I'm supposed to learn from all of this. I guess I have learned some. My friends have been here to help me with pretty much everything. Lindsey gave up her whole day yesterday to chase after doctors with me. Steve helped Matt make my bed and Matt folded all my laundry and did my dishes. My friends are here for me even when my parents are not (they are in Germany and I haven't heard from them since I sent them an email telling them what I did, or even since they got to Germany.) Hopefully all this pain will end soon because I'm already overly frustrated with it all and I haven't even had to go to class yet.

Hope the week ends soon without me doing too much damage to myself or getting too far behind in my classes!