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Look, ma, no hands! (argh)
Jul. 8th, 2006 04:01 pmForgive tyops: explanation follows.
Illness has developed. Weakness in muscles extreme, especially in hands. Can't make fists, or hold anything in hands. Strength in arms not badly affected, but utility severely limited when I can't use fingers properly. Basically two lumps of meat on the end of my arms. Quadriceps hurt when strength req'd of them, but still kinda work. Other muscles seem ok most of the time.
Saw doctor yesterday. She said that my symptoms were "interesting". This is not something you want your doctor to say about you. I had various body fluids extracted and an ECG taken, but have not heard back yet.
Life without hands sucks. I am typing this two-fingered, effectively. I can't hold a pen. I can't hold the kettle to pour a cuppa properly. I even have to use both hands to pick up a carton of milk.
It feels like Lactic acid overdose. Forearm muscles feel like they have been completely exhausted and not recovered, and are simply not going to play any more. Like when you exercise far far too much, especially without warming up, before or after.
Eris is mighty and mysterious, the channels through which She comminicates life's lessons. I wish the Bitch would just send an SMS or something, though. Just sayin'.
Illness has developed. Weakness in muscles extreme, especially in hands. Can't make fists, or hold anything in hands. Strength in arms not badly affected, but utility severely limited when I can't use fingers properly. Basically two lumps of meat on the end of my arms. Quadriceps hurt when strength req'd of them, but still kinda work. Other muscles seem ok most of the time.
Saw doctor yesterday. She said that my symptoms were "interesting". This is not something you want your doctor to say about you. I had various body fluids extracted and an ECG taken, but have not heard back yet.
Life without hands sucks. I am typing this two-fingered, effectively. I can't hold a pen. I can't hold the kettle to pour a cuppa properly. I even have to use both hands to pick up a carton of milk.
It feels like Lactic acid overdose. Forearm muscles feel like they have been completely exhausted and not recovered, and are simply not going to play any more. Like when you exercise far far too much, especially without warming up, before or after.
Eris is mighty and mysterious, the channels through which She comminicates life's lessons. I wish the Bitch would just send an SMS or something, though. Just sayin'.
