Grr.. last Thursday i fell and sprained my right wrist when doing some sort of artistic jump-turn-and-kick movement. Even though I was quick to get it cooled, elevated and compressed, as they say you should, my right hand swelled to double size. Now, I wish I had taken a photograph of it, but my mind was elsewhere at the time for some reason.

The swelling has subsided now, but it still hurts when I apply any kind of pressure to the joint - like when brushing teeth, tying shoelaces, opening doors and pealing oranges. But on the upside it doesn't hurt when I move my arm, as was the case Friday :o)

Having an immobilized extremity makes you wonder, how you would ever survive without it. I for one am very right handed - about the only thing my left hand does better than the right, is lift a fork to my mouth. Being without it for a day was a bit of an experience.

Trying to open a jar of marmalade proved almost impossible. Buttering the bread was possible, but certainly not a pretty sight. And cutting the cheese - well I just gave up on that. That was when I decided to call in sick. The rest of the day was spent feeling sorry for myself and watching cheesy series on TV.