.. is flipping hard work ... you actually dont realise how much you use your hands for especially both hands .. until you cant use one ..and especially if you right handed and it is your right handed one taken out of commission!

like im used to typing wi both hands .. learnt how to type when i was 14 and its now down to 1 finger .. tho its probably easier for me because i know were all the letters are on the keyboard ... i started typing this at 11.16pm .. and finished at 11.39pm thats too long for me oh and the mouse .. im getting used to it now but still press the left instead of the right ...

opening a tin is a no go area ... cos you need both hands to use the tin opener. luckily i have a kettle...

.. and flipping driving me nuts ...

im on my 4th cast .. and i still have nearly 4 weeks to go .. and trying to keep it dry especially in this weather is flipping hard ... started off with a kind of half cast .. not a full one the old plaster type that was brilliant to write on .. but that had to come off when i went up to the spugsters for his birthday .. it got tight and fingers started swelling up and my knuckles were going a funny blue colour .. so the spugster dragged me off to the a & e up there 4hrs it took for em to cut it off and they put the full cast on - gave me a choice - black, white, green or neon pink .. and was sorely tempted for the neon pink .. the nurse said are you a girly girl ..and i said look at...

... for at least the next 10 days ... my right hand and arm up to the elbow is in a plastercast and it hurts! im typing this lefthanded so bear wi me if theres jaysays mistakes in it . had another 1 on tues and went too accyvic cos there was a head injury and didnt say owt bout my wrist cos it was alreadyv sore, thursday i gave up and went to the minor injuries at the rossendale hub and walked out plastered. so wont be posting very much folks cos im now downing painkillers like sweeties .... ibuprofen and co-codamol ...bye for now ...

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