Back before Christmas, I was crocheting a mermaid tail afghan as a present for my daughter. I was almost finished with it. I was at the fin part when I did something wonky to my hand.
At first, I though I just twisted something with the way I was holding the yarn to keep the tension steady. I knew I had done something significant because whatever I did, I felt it. It wasn’t like typical fatigue from over doing with the needlecraft, I pulled or tweaked something that shouldn’t have been tweaked.
Going the home remedies route first, I tried ice and heat. I tried topical creams (I have a cream my rheumatologist gave me that she described as “Aspercream on steroids”.) I tried massaging it out (I’ve been through physical therapy before, I’ve learned a thing or two about sore muscles, but apparently not enough.)
When I realized that I was losing range of motion in the thumb on the injured hand and was having trouble holding things, I decided to make an appointment with an orthopedists. That was Tuesday.
Today, I know that I have basal osteoarthritis in my left hand. Looking at my X-rays, I could see a gap between the joints of all the fingers of my hand, except the base joint of my thumb. There was no gap, just bone on bone.
Doc and his PA went through several options including the potential for surgery somewhere down the line. For now, he gave me a cortisone shot to help with the pain and stiffness. I knew that was not going to be pleasant, but gawddamn… he was lucky I didn’t use my fancy words, ‘cuz that muthafucker hurt!
Like with my RA, I’ll have to adjust how I do certain things. I’ll be handing jars and bottles to the menfolk to open, and adapt in other ways where hand strength and grasping matter. But later, now I just want to complain and feel sorry for myself.
“Nobody really wants to hear about anybody else’s injuries. Or how your back feels. Whose back doesn’t hurt?” ~ Peyton Manning
This week’s challenge is:
Using “whine” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied. Include a link in your post back here, and add your story to the Mister Linky list. If you don’t have a blog, you can leave your submission in the comment section, or as a Facebook status post. Remember to keep spreading the love with supportive comments for your fellow Wordsters.
3 thoughts on “100 Word Challenge: Whine”
Tara, Like you I have RA and osteoarthitis. I knit and the pain is something else. I’m tempted to whine everyday. Here’s my whine for this week’s challenge.
Hottest day of the year so far! Driving to the hospital so her spouse can have lab tests done. Going round and round the parking structure, attempting to find a spot that isn’t too far for her husband to walk with his walker. Takes hubby home. Than back up to the hospital she goes for a scheduled test for herself. She waits in line to be checked in only to be told the test is the same time but a week away… Arrgh! She wants to whine. Then she reminds herself that she has healthcare and insurance. Not everyone does.
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Here is my 100 Word Challenge: Whine https://cookiesandmoo.blog/2017/06/08/no-whining/
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I enjoyed your piece very much. I knit and I know lots of time I want to whine when I make a mistake and have to rip back. Ah! The joy of doing crafts. 🙂
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