Today, I went back to my doctor exactly a week after a ganglion cyst surgery on my right hand. Writing things down is still a struggle, as well as picking up and holding small things. Especially the small things. But I cannot afford not to try. Otherwise, I won't be able to do so, forever. It's still very painful. The stitches outside are well and good already. But I know the wound and scarred bones and tendons inside are still fresh, still healing. Doctor says I need to exercise my fist by regularly opening it wide and closing it tight. It's scary. To think that I won't be able to write (using pen and paper) anymore if I do not exercise my hand scares me. I have always wanted to write down my thoughts and feelings. That is something I am not and won't ever be ready to give up. I think I need to get one of those stress balls.
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