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Another spring with my finger

 My index finger


Looks as the index finger is bending sideways.

I can't stretch it out and close it.


Using it is turmoil, Its my right hand so every thing I do is effected by it.

I can't even lift a coffee mug.


Kim wants a foot πŸ‘£ rub.  Talk about difficult.

My hand got soaked today with two pills of aspirin.

I wake up and every morning I have less movement than I did the other day.  

Last year around this time I had an irritating nodule.  At handicaped my hand.  I got an untra sound and an MRI.

Then with just as it came it disappeared all by it self.  Making the whole thing lucid.  No existing, I wrote it down last year. Saved the ER bands and wrote down the appointments.

So I known it is not selfish to think I need sympathy.  But that it shows up in spring is annoying and just is a sign the winter is a month to long.  

I think I'll sit in the sun or take vitamin D to boost my rays to boost my immune.

It's even hard to wipe 🀣.  It's a hindered the day long enough.  Make a doctor appointment to get this looked at.


It's happened enough years,

It's effecting a mental and physical address to more stress this season for the goals I want to achieve.  More that happens to you is more indifference than one can tell.  But it's hard to engage.

Days I think getting for a walk is better than thinking of my finger.  As that's the addressing the inquiry and fingering it out... Get it figure it out.  Dealing with set backs and setting goals.  

The dog is looking out side.

So that's my sign.



Feelings can and can not impede the action.  Just putting on my shoes is an impossible chore. My mood will be renewed to fight this psychic medium.  Far of letting go, got to see that impede paralysis.


And good is better than nothing.

I've been reaching my goals most days. Yet I still feel I haven't extended myself.



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