along with you, my friend!

I've been feeling a little depressed lately, especially with my hand still needing a lot of therapy, as it stiffens up a lot and I just keep trying to work it out. I am still hoping that it will get better, but at my age... who knows? I'm glad I had the surgery, though, which was successful, and hopefully in a year from now, it will be more back to normal? Since I broke my wrist in January, I really need therapy on my whole arm, since it is so weak from not using it. But I'm working on it.

I did something foolish tonight. Woke up on the couch a little before midnight, and then of course couldn't get back to sleep. So I noticed that I had forgotten about the hummingbird feeder that needed to be refilled. So I filled it up and tried hanging it on the shepherd's hook that is just outside the office window in front of the house. I see the hummingbirds all the time while sitting at the computer. They must be nesting nearby. Anyway, when I tried to hang it on the hook, it fell apart and dropped down into the bushes. The wire that fit around the glass at the top had come undone, and I found myself with a pair of pliers and my two hands trying to fix the darn thing, and I suddenly realized that I probably shouldn't have been doing that with my thumb and fingers, but I really needed both my hands to do it, and was determined at that point! So I finally got it back together and then checked to see if my thumb was still working! Which it was, thankfully. Maybe it was just the kind of therapy I needed? Who knows?