My Left Arm
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
I went roller skating for the first time in thirty years on July 3rd. It was amazing to me how difficult it was. I had no idea I’d have to worry about falling. That’s how I broke my arm: I fell backwards and caught myself with my arms outstretched behind me. I must have favored my left arm because I instinctively knew I have a weak right wrist. I broke the radial head which is where my forearm meets my elbow. Luckily I don’t need to wear a cast, just a sling. This is so I can practice range of motion exercises a few times a day with my left arm.
Since I’ve broken my arm it’s amazing the things I’m not able to do that I used to take for granted:
Put on a left earring.
Clasp on a necklace
Pull my seatbelt over my body with my left hand---have to pull it over with my right hand and then transfer it to my left hand.
Place my hair in a ponytail. I can just barely do the first encircling of the rubber band. What I cannot do (without tremendous pain) is to make the second loop that turns it into a figure eight before pulling my hair back through. Somehow I muddle through using my right hand to twist while my left hand stays stationery.
Put on deodorant using my left hand. (I use my right hand to put deodorant in my right armpit!)
Use dental floss
Open a jar
Have you ever washed your hair using one arm/one hand?
And onto another topic, now I am having trouble with a staff member who may be bad-mouthing me to my boss right now. Just saw his office door is closed which only happens when a private conversation is going on. I heard from one of my staff members that she IS in there with my boss. She MAY be talking with him about pay rates and not about me, but I have a big hunch it’s about me.
Because really it’s about HER. She is entitled to be always right and to always get her way and she’ll cry if she doesn’t and lots of men will bend over backwards for a woman who’s crying even if it’s at work. Which is something I totally disagree with.
Thought I’d write about this today and then let everyone know tomorrow what REALLY happened. Maybe I’m just being paranoid? Or paranormal? Or need a parachute? Just going crazy with working so hard, having all the experience I have and being the manager for goodness sake and having this type of person to have to work with…..She’s frequently disrespectful towards me. Just now learned her staff was bad-mouthing me last night, too.
And this is why I want to have my own business. I won’t have to deal with the petty stuff. I can CHOOSE who I work with once I get going. I just want to fly away onto an island and live on the beach right now. Hope you don’t mind my venting here.