Out of My Mind

A couple of weeks ago, I traveled home to visit my family and friends. It was my final “Victory Lap” before I return to work and lose the freedom to get out-of-town whenever I please. (It was BIG fun; I’ll share more about my trip at a later date.)

My last stop was my daughter’s place in NYC. Somehow, during the four-hour trek from Manhattan to Massachusetts, I injured my right arm from my “frozen” shoulder down to my fingertips. With time, there’s been some improvement, but I’ve reached a plateau. Yesterday, I finally said “Uncle” and called an orthopedist. I also emailed a “Therapeutic Yoga” practitioner I learned about recently; her husband happened to overhear me complaining that I was unable to accomplish anything but “Child’s Pose,” as he was measuring my apartment windows for new screens. (Ah, blessed be serendipity!) And after a wee bit of research, I visited Amazon.com and ordered a highly rated wrist band and a jar of the all-natural miracle potion that I’d brought to my mother. (It’s worked wonders on her badly sprained elbow.)

Unfortunately, what aggravates my wrist injury more than anything is typing. I’m using one finger on my left hand to write this, and it’s a very slow process. So, for now, I’m on the “injured” list. I hope I’ll be back to regular blogging soon. Also, I’m sorry that I’m unable to thank those of you who are now “following” me. At least I’m still able to read; I enjoy the wonderful array of writers here at the WordPress community. See you in my “Reader!” Be well!