So here it is, the day after Christmas. Boxing Day, I do believe, which probably means I should put away the gifts lying around and move on into the (hopefully better) New Year.
Sadly, I cannot move much.
For once, I can’t blame it all on too much writing. Rather, it is an excessive volume of photographs. Too many birds and squirrels. Too many hours spent moving a mouse. Too many tiny controlled movements in the right arm and wrist without enough “big muscle” activity to balance it.
For me, not writing for that long is more than slightly traumatic, but if I don’t give my wrist and arm a vacation, it’s will get worse. Since this is one of the few things I can control, I need to do it. I will try to at least add comments for the day, but that’s about it. I have not written any posts for the rest of the week so others will have to post or it’s going to be a bit empty around here.
C’est la vie.
Meanwhile, my son is in the hospital and won’t be able to do the things he usually does for me, so we are going to be more or less on our own for at least a few weeks while he heals up. It will be interesting to see if we can change the feed in the bird feeder. It’s so easy when you are tall and so difficult when you are not.
I knew the truth of it yesterday when I moved my wrist and a pain shot up my arm. This was in addition to the pain coming down my arm from the shoulder. Given how many years I’ve been using arms and wrists in a way that is not natural to humans, I’m surprised they have lasted this long. Probably a lot of strong muscles from all those years of learning piano. I had very strong wrists. Arthritis I could not do anything to stop, but the muscles have done an amazing job through all these years of keyboarding.
I’ll try to find things of interest to re-blog and see if any of my co-writers can come out of their Christmas caves to write an extra piece here and there, but as for me — I need that break. Apologies in advance to all and sundry.