It is amazing how sick it makes you when someone punches some holes in you and messes with your bones. It has been two weeks and a half weeks. At least I don’t hurt quite so much anymore. I have occupied my time watching painting videos, exploring Instagram, and listening to audiobooks while I use the coloring books my oldest son gave me. One is a scritch-off book and the other a book of birds with lots of tiny areas to color in. He was trying to find something I could do lefthanded comfortably while I listened to audiobooks. So thoughtful! And a real success!
I also made valentines for all my family. I drew them, ever so slowly and carefully, with my left hand. (I am right handed, normally.) To disguise the shakiness of my creations, I picked fuzzy bunnies as my characters and avoided straight lines as much as I could. They took me days but I was just relieved to be able to manage anything at all.