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It’s been hell week around here.
It all started last weekend with a sore wrist.
If you want to get technical, the sore wrist started over 20 years ago, but let’s not get too carried away.
Week before I lifted a client’s bag at work and something went PING in my wrist. I swear, the bag is heavier than the client. From now on, for OH&S reasons, I’ll use the van hoist to lift the bag into the van.
But I digress… I was simply trying to set the scene. The wrist was already feeling a bit more fragile than normal, which is fragile enough.
Then I decided to groom the poodles. Ordinarily, not a big job. But on top of other things I’d had to do on the weekend and the long overdue-ness of the grooming, it really took it out of me.
Looking back now with what the Doc said, I can understand where a lot of my wrist issues come from. Yes, I gave in and went to the doctor. Again. Last time I simply got “It could be carpal tunnel, but we can’t be sure. Just rest it.”
However, the pain used to last a night then go away. Lately the time lag between being sore and feeling better seems to stretch out to days or weeks. It really gets me down. Not only am I sore but I have to put off things I need/want/am itching to do.
So off to the doctor I trekked. This time, not my regular doctor, agreed we test for rheumatoid arthritis given its hereditary and I’ve had pains in my other hand as well. But he said that the wrist problem was a separate issue. He seems to think its not carpal tunnel but de quervain’s tenosynovitis – aka washer woman’s syndrome or, more exotically, gamer’s thumb.
I figure that having had RSI years ago which resulted in pain every time I over-used my right hand in any repetitive way, has somehow made that wrist weaker and more susceptible to this new and improved problem.
Whatever the cause, the only real treatment is rest.
Rest. What’s that????
I hate resting. I have too much to do. If I rest my body then my brain just goes into overdrive and I can’t sleep.
So I’ve been rather down this week. Add to that a hellish week at work where everything that could go wrong did…. you get the picture.
I look forward to the weekend, though this weekend is stuffed up as it starts with a full day of training at work.
Still, there are things to look forward to. After work today Wayne and I will visit the Art from Trash exhibition in Salamanca which I’m excited about. Then on Sunday I’ll have time to work on some of my own projects.
There are so many of them and I’m really keen to get to them. Nothing too wrist/thumb intensive…
I’ll leave you with some cheerful thoughts.
See ya soon.