Did you ever notice what primary role your thumb/s play on the keyboard?
Mine rest quite neatly on the space bar and happen to do a top-notch job of making sure my writing doesnotlooklikethis.
When you think about it thumbs do an amazing job, quite unlike any other. Where would we be in the world of gaming without them? Try using that remote control without your opposable thumb!
On a light note, I have a quick story to tell about little. Then there’s the hospital saga with responsible, never-injured Daddy (insert sarcasm here). Note: The latter has some details that some readers who get squeamish easily may want to avoid.
Our little one has only just recently mastered the ‘thumbs up’ for a job well done. Prior to this he would point all fingers out with his thumb up in the air. Then we graduated to just his index finger pointing out with his thumb proudly waving the flag. Now he’s got it. All those painstaking attempts to help him make a fist minus his thumb have paid off. Those fine motor skills are coming along nicely thank you!
Now only if the boys and I could help teach Dad that thumbs are opposable not disposable. My OH’s recent hospital stay was due to just that. A thumb.
‘A thumb!’ you say.
‘Yes, just one, dumb thumb.’
While the rest of him was working a-ok his thumb prevented him from being home for three days. Too bad if he’d had to hitch a ride.
The basic storyline for this drama (and I do generally love a good drama-on TV) went something like this:
- visit fountain to feed ducks with children two weeks ago to give Mum some time without children
- move date palm frond away from path with hand for children to pass safely. Get date palm needle in top of thumb near knuckle.
- swear profusely and frequently over coming days that something is still in there. Squeeze the living daylights out of entry point until sweating and cursing while wife swears that it’s all in your head and to’ leave it alone’
- go to doctor and get antibiotics and anti-inflammatory tablets. Continue to work over coming two weeks even though unable to bend joint properly
- come home on Friday. Joint extremely swollen and red. Moan every three minutes as pain builds. Yell at wife who tries to make another appointment with doctor. Go to doctor after no mention of, ‘I told you so’. Doctor says go to hospital
- go to hospital and do not pass go or collect $200. In fact, pay $ for tv, medication, parking, petrol for family to go to and from hospital for 3 days, etc
- have surgery Saturday night when that thumb is normally wrapped around a glass of bourbon (FYI a 5mm tip of palm needle was removed from the site plus a sac of infected puss and wound is now packed, not sealed, due to infection having eaten away at tendon all under a local anaesthetic). Stay in hospital for two more days on IV antibiotics
- fall down drain grate up to the knee while running over to little who had fallen and hurt cheek. Extract leg to find bruise from ankle to knee cap (on hospital grounds on Sunday witnessed by several hospital staff).
The rest of the play will unfold something like this:
- visit nurse daily to have site repacked
- have wound stitched (date unknown)
- wear splint for up to 4 weeks so tendon can heal
- return to work at unknown date as boss is unlikely to allow until splint is removed.
So in closing, my OH is nursing himself back to health holding his bourbon, using the lifeline button for the TV and can employ the index finger instead of thumb for console games. I, on the other hand, got 2 hours of child-free time that day followed by almost 3 days flying solo with my kids. Add to that, up to 4 weeks with all of us home and, to be concluded by, Nearly 6 being on school holidays for two weeks as of Monday.
Has a smallish injury ever stopped you in your tracks or made a loved one shake their head?
Love your work, team. Thumbs up!
Image from: here.