Poking head (again) after skipping (yet again), and being sorry for it (always, not just again), to post my usual-in-these-strange-times assurance of us being as OK as possible.
Well, other than PiBoy breaking his wrist (or, to be more exact, his arm, very close to his wrist) today playing soccer.
Thankfully, he is in very little pain now (earlier it was worse, that's why the school called us to pick him up early). He has a cast (for three weeks) and a sling (for the next couple of days), and a blossoming hope for reduced homework for the next few weeks, because the broken bone is in his right hand, and he is right-handed, so all in all right now it seems I'm taking this much harder than him (I'm still in the phase of "Oh, please, let it be me who has to suffer through this instead of him!" attempts of bargaining with whichever deity is willing to listen. So far, nobody seems to take me up on that offer).
Pi+Girl already wrote something on his sling (the top of his cast is of a material that can't be written on, so that's the compromise), and I wonder how frustrated he's going to be when he tries to use the computer (he uses the mouse with his right hand) or his beloved requring-two-hands hobby of speedcubing (um, with cubes like Rubik's cube. That's how he calls it, in the English word, I have no idea how it's called in actual English), so all is all, we are, like I wrote at th top of my post, as OK as possible.
(And I can't help but think and feel, while wishing I could prevent pain and suffering and showering-with-a-nylon-bag-strapped-to-his-arm from him, that so many have it so so much worse. I'm grateful that it's a relatively minor injury, and that he got treated properly from the beginning, and that hopefully all will be even better than the current as-OK-as-possible-now. All those mixed feeling. Sigh.)
(Sorry about the meMeME. I know it's neither polite nor fair to post and run, and I definitely wish all possible good things all around, too! Just without the words or the specifics. General good vibes all around. Oh, and hopefully a as-OK-as-possible Monday for all!)
I’m not sure when I developed lactose intolerance, but I discovered it in my early 40s after my parents started using lactase.
Laura, feel better!
I miss R very, very, very much.
I’m please to report that yesterday I made a list of things I do *not* miss about R, as well as the worst things they did that I do not want to forget, and today I am back to “if I’d stood up for myself sooner, we likely would have broken up sooner.” Trying to just watch my brain and heart do their gymnastics without letting impulsiveness drive.
PiBoy breaking his wrist (or, to be more exact, his arm, very close to his wrist)
Ouch! The only silver lining I can think of is that I imagine it will likely heal better and more easily than a broken actual wrist.
a blossoming hope for reduced homework
Hahahahaha! I hope he quickly learns otherwise, and realizes that his studying efforts are now getting extra scrutiny. Plus bonus practice at time management, patience, persistence, and self-control. It won't be easy.
he uses the mouse with his right hand
He now has motivation to learn *all* the keyboard shortcuts.
speedcubing
Yes, that's the word in English, too. I've watched some amazing demonstrations.
Hi Nilly! X-post. Healing ~ma to PiBoy and Chill Mama vibes to you.
I love the holidays, but it can be a hard time to be unpartnered. Even if you're me, who has to kind of...factor that in all the time. It would definitely make missing someone harder, smonster. Also, Laura, the whole estrangement thing.(again, I *think* I'm used to it.)
My brother broke his arm when he was, I think, a little older than your son, Nilly. At least you don't have to listen to him play violin with the wrong hand, which we had to. Kind of a long six weeks.
Oh, smonster, this is such a confusing stage! All these emotions and thoughts all mixed up and not yet at the same place, and you in the middle of it all. I hope you may get to the other side of this as peacefully and as sure-of-your-own-strength as possible.
The only silver lining I can think of is that I imagine it will likely heal better and more easily than a broken actual wrist.
Oh, I didn't even think about this point! Thanks, dcp!
Plus bonus practice at time management, patience, persistence, and self-control. It won't be easy.
Oh, I wish this will be the case, but things are already complicated enough with almost half of the school staff being away, serving in the military. I keep my expectations very moderate lately.
He now has motivation to learn *all* the keyboard shortcuts.
Or to mouse (can that be a verb?) with his left hand. That's what he thinks he'll try to do.
I've watched some amazing demonstrations.
I have to admit I enjoy learning stuff from this hoby of his, so, yeah, I totally agree with you.
At least you don't have to listen to him play violin with the wrong hand
erika, wow!
a blossoming hope for reduced homework
He could perhaps do homework with voice recognition. (he may not forgive me that thought) Yes, as dcp pointed out, less complex than the wrist. I hope he heals quickly.
Trying to just watch my brain and heart do their gymnastics without letting impulsiveness drive.
Making the lists is a good exercise. I'm sorry you have to go through this process.
Yikes, wrong-handed violin playing sounds super painful, for the ears in range.
Oh, it was. not that a 3rd grader starting second-string violin wasn't...kind of already, of course. Maybe he thought playing a little guitar might make him better at it, but it didn't.
Thanks, y’all. I think Xmas itself is going to be a major temptation point. Gotta figure how to cope ahead for that.
Yikes, wrong-handed violin playing sounds super painful, for the ears in range.
My eardrums are sealing themselves shut just thinking about it.
Nilly - I mouse with either hand depending on my carpal tunnel. I recommend he start by playing simple card games or the like and he should pick up left-handing mousing quickly. I don't have quite the level of control with my left hand, but he's young so he should be completely mouse-ambidextrous quickly.
