Sunday, May 25, 2014

Speaking of hands

Last Wednesday I wrote a blog about where you place your hands on the steering wheel.
Well, today I'm going to issue a warning about doorknobs and hands.
Why the hell I was in a hurry to get into the shower yesterday morning is beyond me.  I didn't have a hot date I needed to primp for.  The Secretary of State wasn't coming to the house for lunch.  
I had just come home from Jazzercise and was scooting into the  bedroom while disrobing.  It's a technique I have perfected.
I grabbed my bathrobe to make the run to the bathroom and as I entered that room I was pulling off the robe.  That specific action calls for my left arm to fly over my head and come sweeping down right on top of the door knob. Well, I hadn't planned that part; it just happened.
Hence . . .

This is what I saw after exiting the shower.

Later in the day it morphed into this.
 No broken bones.  Everything moves and there is only a little discomfort.

Please ignore the age spots.  I'm looking for a tool in my picture program to get rid of those pesky things.
One exists, right?  Right???

Is there a lesson to be learned here?  Oh, are you waiting for me to give the answer?  I don't have one; I'm asking you - is there a lesson to be learned here?  If there is, please forward it along.  Please.

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    1. Absolutely and this wasn't the first or, I'm certain, not the last time this will happen to me.

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  2. Lesson: Slow down. It's a hard one to learn after a gazillion years of always doing things the same speedy way.

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    1. I have called this time in my life "the age of deliberate movement."
      Now if I would just listen to myself.

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  3. Our skin thins, and then thins some more, as we age. It doesn't take much of a bump for us to bleed......a.........lot. Sigh.....one of those fun things about aging :)

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    1. And don't you just love to hear a young doctor say, "and as we age?"

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