Not that there has been much lately anyway.
But now, it is hunt and peck with one good hand.
This the other..................
yup... as careful as I am, and, in winter in Canada, we do all try a lot harder to avoid slippery surfaces .....I still blew it. My feet went out from under me in a nano second. I was flat on my ass with my left hand on the ground. Even with my lynx-like reflexes I was down. Couldn't make the hand move at all... knew it was broken right away. Walked home the block from the mailbox swearing at the top of my lungs and crying in between. Not even from the pain...more from total anger at the knowledge ...
...of what's to come.
Six weeks in a cast ...see how the several broken bones heal...then a splint for more time and then re-hab........I am NOT a happy camper!!!
