I like to imagine myself able to handwrite my diary… like I used to as a kid. Unfortunately, that is not a capability of mine anymore. I wrote so much… all the time. Along with that, I was given written punishments. Such as writing the definition of a particular word 50 times… in print.
Did you know that in those dictionaries we had in school – the word ‘respect’ had 18 definitions?
It wasn’t my fault either. Our teachers would punish the entire class for one person misbehaving.
The joints and ligaments in my dominant hand were worn down by the repetitive motions. While I do not have carpal tunnel, I do have permanent nerve damage and inflammation on that side.
I also hold a bit of anger and distaste over what happened to me.
Then, I have to shrug because I can’t fix it now – just deal with what I have.
Worrying still though, I’m having discomfort in my right shoulder…. Right near my shoulder blade in the back. I can feel it more when I’m typing. Now, I’m looking for supportive braces for my shoulder.
Between my on-again off-again headaches and ongoing pain in my stomach and lower intestines, I’ve experienced lots of misery in my day. I’m not going to call it a miserable day, because aside from being uncomfortable – I enjoyed today.
The sunlight lit up my room. I’ve thought off and on about repainting in here. I’d have it be a lovely aquamarine or a baby blue… have the ceiling painted to look like the sky with puffy clouds.
Now that I’m older, I actually like sunlight… even if it hurts my eyes. I can’t be in it too long now though, which is sad.
My cat was decidedly clingy as usual and snuggled up to me every opportunity she had. I think I’ll keep the room open for her tonight.
~J. Lyst
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