Sunday evening, just before I contracted the flu, I was involved in a pick up game of dodge ball with some neighbor kids. I jammed my thumb hard during a hostile takedown of a second grader. Anywho… I knew the thumb was hurt, but didn’t pay it much attention. I went to bed only to be awakened to the violent throws of the flu bug. I was down and out all of Monday & Tuesday. I did so much sleeping (among other gross stuff) that I didn’t fully appreciate the hurt thumb until today. Here is a list of things I now realize I cannot do with goofy-thumb right hand.
button a shirt
button pants
hold a toothbrush affectively
sling a laptop backpack over my right shoulder
start my car
grip a drink
play guitar hero
pick up a baby (correctly)
I’m thankful that I’m somewhat ambidextrous. I’ve been able to do most everything with my left hand or some strange grip technique that employs my index and middle finger. (does anyone else call that the naughty finger anymore?)
I can only feel sincere sympathy for my poor new friend Mike, who is practically without an entire hand for the time being (see photo). How the heck is he going to eat chicken wings?
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– steve

February 27th, 2008 at 4:33 pm
Between the two of you, maybe you could tag team the wings!!!!