Good Morning. Hello. How are you? #1571
Post-finger-surgery day 2
Hello hello hello. Welp. Signed on here to see how well I could type today and… still not great! I am bad at typing without my middle finger I guess. That is a shame.
The anesthesia is mostly gone now — still some tingling on the tips of two fingers but I can feel most everything now. Thank god. The perpetual feeling of my nad being asleep was starting to get to me, I’ll take the pain. So far, it is not bad. Maybe I am in a goldilocks period right now where the anesthesia isn’t completely gone. Maybe everything will get worse.
I did figure out how to dictate to my computer — it’s easy. There is a microphone button right there on the keyboard on the F5 key. But it feels ridiculous, doubly so for long-form content. I wrote my 750 words that way yesterday and, yeah, I think if I never had hands again I could make it work? But it makes a ton of mistakes and you have to constantly correct it and I assume there are a bunch of secret voice commands to strike sentences and whatnot, but I do not know them, so it ends up being as much work as this half-assed typing I am doing now. I have probably made 50 typos while writing this paragraph.
So… yeah. I’m not gonna deal with this today. I was really hoping I could manage, but… nope. It’s not my finger functionality, that is fine. It is this giant bandage. It’s so gross, too. Keeping the same bandage on your right hand is gross. It is dirty and I can’t wash my hand which is gross so I am constantly using wipes on it which is ridiculous and also gross.
Bandage comes off tomorrow around 11 AM, so think I will just postpone writing to you tomorrow until the bandage is off. And, with luck, my esteemed typing prowess will have returned.
Until then.
Here have a noise and metal playlist. I know its your favorite. The new Faetooth is awesome. That Dan Meyer album might be a masterpiece.
Until tomorrow.
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