I recently had some clever surgery which involved creating a new wrist joint in my arm (you can read about it here). Last week my plaster cast was replaced and I became the proud owner of a snazzy new red one. Since then I’ve been able to give POD, my two-year-old, a proper hug and do a few of the simple things we all take for granted.
The new cast freed my fingers from plaster. I celebrated by wiggling them for an entire afternoon. I scrubbed off all the red dye and I was able to put my rings back on. Fast forward a few days and I can hold a tube of toothpaste while I remove its lid. I can do a bra up at the front and shuffle it round to where it needs to be. I look less like Worzel Gummidge as I can tie my hair back myself.
When you’re used to typing with both hands and barely glancing at the keyboard, using only two fingers is frustrating. You don’t know where the keys are for a start. Added to which you’re attempting to press keys on opposite ends of the keyboard with the same hand. This weekend however, not only has my speed improved, I’ve been able to hold down the shift and caps lock key with the other hand. It’s made such a difference.
Finally, I received a plastic sleeve the other day to protect my new cast from getting wet. I cannot put into words how exiting it is to have a shower for the first time when you’ve had to have a bath every day. It was without doubt the most incredible shower I have ever had. I came out a shrivelled prune but felt great.
This post is for reasons to be cheerful run by the fabulous Mummy from the Heart. We’re also linking up with Magic Moments over at The Oliver’s Madhouse as it’s been a momentous week.
POD loves having the freedom to run around so it’s great when the weather allows outdoor play. Normally we’d venture further afield than the garden but having just had 
She said “I don’t want that either” the other day. Amazing to think this time last year she couldn’t talk at all.
Sitting on her chair, she grinned the widest grin as she poured water on her naked legs. A mix of utter joy and shock as the coldness of water from the outside tap hit her skin. It was amusing enough to try again. First she used a sieve, closely followed by a boat and rather bravely a bucket.
The Doves were craving some fresh air after a week cooped up indoors. Luckily for us we were greeted with a beautifully sunny day.
accustomed to her new surroundings.
long before we heard her shriek “Whatsatt?”. It was a tiny, yet perfectly formed, fir cone. Her face lit up with a huge smile when she realised it wasn’t going to eat her.
and leaves were added to an ever increasing pile. Her collecting came to an abrupt halt when she spotted a stream. Shallow enough to walk in, POD saw it as a giant muddy puddle. She trotted through the stream with her sunglasses on upside down. She likes to wear them like that.
kicking leaves as she went. Running in a little ditch full of leaves she tripped and fell. Instead of complaining, she let out the most enormous giggle. The leaves had cushioned her fall and she’d bounced as she tumbled onto her back. It truly was a magical moment, she found playing in the leaves hilarious.
mind when home, I think this was a sign she’d had a really great time.
