Blog Stuff, Mental Health
Last Friday the doctors freed my wrist from its prison. It's only been a few days but I can already feel the difference in my psyche. I'll be wearing it to bed for another two months, which is a cakewalk at this point. I've already seen an increase in productivity--though it may be imagined because I'm happier--but it's going to take me a while to get back into my routine. I never managed to finish my edits of Moonshadow's Guardian, which is my first priority this month after paid work. It's going to take me a while to get back into my routine. My wrist is in a particularly fragile state after a month of disuse, and I'm still battling the depression that came with the splint. Unfortunately this means…
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Dealing with a Crippling Wrist Injury

Mental Health, Writing
For the last five years, I've struggled with wrist pain. Multiple trips to doctors years apart yielded no results--they just told me to put some ice on it and take Ibuprofen, even when I told them I'd already tried that. The response was something along the lines of "well, go home and try it some more". Well, after years of jumping through hoops, I joined up with a health clinic--on a quest to get the free dental service for youth offered there--and lo and behold, the doctor there realized I have a serious problem and sent me to a hand clinic. The hand specialist decided I have tendonitis instead of carpal tunnel (what a relief *rolls eyes*) and sentenced me to wearing a splint on my left wrist for a…
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