Dancing Around the Four Sides

The weather here is miserable for, like, the fourth straight day. About 50 degrees out, which isn't bad at all, but windy and rainy and damp, damp, damp. I'm inside, in my sweater, with the heat on, and I keep getting goosebumps.

Hand therapist says I'm doing great and she gave me this thing that's like an oversize plastic clothespin or chip-clip dealie, with which to exercise the thumb to improve grip strength. I may not even need to go in again; we're going to touch base by phone in a couple weeks. Chances are that I will not regain my full range of motion in that thumb, because of where I cut it, right across the joint. But I will gain back full function for practical purposes, which is really what counts.