New Year 2011

So... the great thing about a New Year is it feels like a start over.  I had a month off before classes start up in mid-January and I was set to really amp it up.  Cleaning, purging, catching up, getting Jordan rolling for his last 6 months of school, and getting a head start on the BSA Day Camp.  Christmas was over and I was starting to feel the pressure of the next 6 months.  I had signed up for 13 units.  That is full time and the classes are not easy ones.  I had made the decision to drop one class bringing the total to 10.  Next day, Dec 30, I broke my hand.  Happy New Year to me, I was given a whole new set of dynamics to overcome.

Been a week.  I have been hanging on to the sliver side of sanity.  I have seen my two exposed fingers swell and change to subtle shades of blue and purple.  I want to see what shade the hand is. I wish I could.  My two fingers up to 4 inches from my elbow are wrapped.  It is my right hand.  Has been miserable, agonizing, and frustrating.  To type, to text has been hard.  Not just the mechanics, but the thinking, the clarity of the mind.  It is as if the flow valve has been shut off.  Like my left hand can not communicate with my brain in thought process.

I first noticed this when I decided to continue with my purging/organizing.  Cleared out a bookshelf but then could not manage the purging.  Five days later those books still sit on the floor.  It is a visual display of my adjusting I am having to make.  To type this, would not have happened two days ago.  But I have figured it out.  I just had to include the one finger of the right hand.  I wrote out a check the other day, that was interesting.  Looked like a 5 year old wrote it.  

What I would rather do is just stay in my PJ's and sleep.  I have.  But not ideal.  So I have to do what we all do when challenges come our way, adapt and adjust.  I have been making dinner.  Dishes.  Laundry. Grocery Shopping.  Shuttling kids around. Showering. Yes, that is an accomplishment!  Try shampooing with one hand.  I have even decided that if my Christmas stays up until February that is okay.  Those are little mental games I play to keep from going nuts!  That and the hope, the knowledge I have that this will heal and it is temporary.  Thank goodness.  

One week down, 5 more to go...