My Monday gratitude has no accompanying photo.
It had been one full week since I was a total idiot and sliced my finger cutting a bagel. Apparently I can't use knives and also talk to the kids at the same time. So I had spent a whole week suffering with a fairly sizable cut on my right middle finger. I realize that a cut on the top third of a finger is NOT huge suffering that I'm not capable of handling.
But it's one of those "don't know what you've got till it's gone" moments for me. Do you realize how much you use each finger? You do not. I could hardly wash my hair, and trying to hold a kid's hand while carrying a ton of groceries up to the third floor became almost impossible. So stupid. Every time it hurt doing some mundane chore, I was so angry at myself for being negligent and letting that injury happen in the first place.
So anyway, on Monday it finally felt mostly better and I can do regular things without wincing in pain or checking for blood. Yay! Small victories, people!
It had been one full week since I was a total idiot and sliced my finger cutting a bagel. Apparently I can't use knives and also talk to the kids at the same time. So I had spent a whole week suffering with a fairly sizable cut on my right middle finger. I realize that a cut on the top third of a finger is NOT huge suffering that I'm not capable of handling.
But it's one of those "don't know what you've got till it's gone" moments for me. Do you realize how much you use each finger? You do not. I could hardly wash my hair, and trying to hold a kid's hand while carrying a ton of groceries up to the third floor became almost impossible. So stupid. Every time it hurt doing some mundane chore, I was so angry at myself for being negligent and letting that injury happen in the first place.
So anyway, on Monday it finally felt mostly better and I can do regular things without wincing in pain or checking for blood. Yay! Small victories, people!
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