When my fingers on my left hand and middle finger on my right hand were amputated, it didn’t bother me at first. As I looked back and knew I had gangrene it was a no-brainer to have them removed. My brother teased me by saying that he wanted my damaged fingers to give them to a museum. They were blackish-green and looked like an Egyptian artifact.
When I was released from the hospital and nursing home, it still didn’t register that my life will be changed forever. The little things such as tying my shoes or opening canisters I was not able to do.
To add insult to injury, I’m left-handed and now have to do things with my right hand which is totally annoying. I still haven’t cried over the fact that my situation has really put in a damper on my social life, but it does make me sad on occasion.
Don’t get me wrong–I have a lot to be thankful for. My arms and feet could have been amputated but thank God they weren’t. God knows how much we can bear. I realize that there are others in worse condition than me so help me God not to complain.
You’re probably wondering how did I type this article–amazingly I typed it with the ring finger on my right hand. I’m typing keys one at a time. I’m using my cell phone which is more comfortable than using my desktop. With my desktop I’m inclined to use both hands but I forget my left fingers are gone.
So far, I’m coming along fine as this situation is my new normal. Hopefully soon I’ll find a prosthetic that is perfect for my hand so I can get back to doing the things I love.
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