I'm admittedly having a really hard time with this whole pinky thing. Oddly enough, my eventual ride yesterday morning hit the nail on the head. She noted how difficult it must be to have my 'independence' ripped away so drastically. I guess I've always known that was a huge piece of it, but never really put it into words.
This morning I was trying to steadfastly cycle through all my excersizes, only to find myself newly frustrated in that sometimes it seems like each new day is starting all over again. //the massaging scar tissue goes no where, the finger and hand contnue to sweel and pouff *growl*. That's the problem with paying 100% out-of-pocket. So, not only am I greatly indebted to many medical institutions... but I can't just go see the PT regularly and let her work me into a pained frenzy. Nope, I've got to find the inspiraion & discipline to do it all myself!
I've said it before, but I just want to wake up with it all better!
*off to stretch, bend, flex, relax, massage, and probably cry*
