Every writer's nightmare: Carpal Tunnel. In the words of my favorite internet felines: i haz it.
It reared its ugly head pretty hard about two weeks ago and has had me in it's grip ever since. I wear two clunky black braces almost constantly, which look a lot like the bracers that I strap my characters into. At least, that's what the roommates who've read Diary agreed on. They also agreed that it makes me, the sweet, innocent Jordy that no one ever suspects of anything, look decidedly like I could take down a linebacker. Most of my conversations now go like this:
Friend: Jordy, what'd you do to your hands?
Me: Got in a fight with a polar bear.
Friend: *laughs* ah, really.
Me: Yeah, you think this is bad, you should see the Polar Bear.
(Both laugh)
Me: Nah, it's just Carpal Tunnel being a jerk.
Ok, long story short, I refuse to let this keep me from writing...just from writing legibly. Which is great if you only read what's typed. My teachers and my notes aren't as lucky. I'm also very, VERY slow at writing now. It's dreadful.
Please know that I'm still writing stuff and have mostly gotten out of my psycho funk, it's just...well...ouch.
Love always,
Jordy
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