I never remember these things …

[blamebrampton]

I have in the past broken hands, arms, fingers and thumbs, due to a lifetime of flinging myself off horses, bikes, rollerskates, the odd small cliff … (Gravity reliably works, alas!) So you would think that I would remember things one can and cannot do.

Nope.

Every morning for the last 3 and a bit weeks, I have put my bra on as usual, then had to take it off, do it up at the front, then swing it round to the back, as you can only do up bras with two thumbs, or considerably more practise.

You CAN weave, albeit very slowly and more clumsily than usual. I have been working on some narrowares for a class on the weekend, and it is doable.

You can sort of crochet, but it's probably best not to.

Millinery is right out, as you need a thumb to keep everything well formed. Knitting likewise. Sewing is not very possible, unless there's no need for tension and involves no short stitches, so frame embroidery with long stitch is about it

Drawing on the other hand, not hard at all!

You would think this would mean I had managed a lot of drawing practise this month. Alas, I have instead done a lot of failing at other craft. I am never going to pass my Jane Austen Accomplishment Test.

Comments

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

I believe your method is known as the Accurate and Superior Boob Management Method, while mine is the I Have Two Minutes to Leave the House Method, and each is practised by a distinct set of women ;-)

And totally agree that any finger damage is a giant bum!

YOU STAY WELL, BTW! I have been running around like a headless chicken of late, but there are words to be had on the need for you to stay well :-)

[germankitty]

*grins* Unfortunately, during my school days I had to perform method #1 while living under method #2 conditions -- one of the drawbacks of being dependent on public transport to get to school. PT has this very annoying thing called "set departure times" which really couldn't have cared less that I'm a quintessential "five more minutezzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzz" personality type. And with B-cup boobs on my very first bra at age 11, you learn to deal. *sigh*

I was very surprised how much the tendons and tiny muscles in my finger/hand are strained even if the finger joint is swollen into immobility. A splint was essential. Hmph.

And right back at you -- at least I only get scares, not broken limbs like you! :-)

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Broken bones usually heal well and quickly, tendons are far more evil!

And I hear you on the boobs: I was a nothing until I stopped dancing, then a B cup until I gained a bit of weight in my 20s, then C after I had the big cycling accident at 28, then ended up an E after not walking for a year when I did the foot. Surprise breasts are annoying!

I think the set departure times of public transport may explain my passion for cycling :-)

[germankitty]

With all the accidents I've had (including a triple break on my ankle when my son was just 2; fun times to stay in hospital for a full month, plus another three on crutches), I've yet to tear a tendon. Strains, yes, but that's all. *knock on wood*

I can barely remember not having boobs; as mentioned, I started with a B cup, went up to F at my heaviest (with a 48 band, though -- I gained in proportion) probably won't ever go below a C/D cup. Needless to say, strapless bras or going without one was never an issue; it just wasn't for me, no matter how much I might've wanted 'em.

I used to cycle to school up to 4th grade; then the distances were just too great. For 9 years, it took me 45 minutes traveling time on public transport, never mind getting to the stops or changeover times, to go to school. Leaving home at 6.50am each morning to make the first class at 8am ... *shudders* Riding a bike through rush-hour traffic would've taken twice as long!

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

The beauty of living in Sydney and London is that in rush hour, bicycles are always faster ;-)

[germankitty]

Knowing London, I'll have to agree. :-)