I had an accident earlier this week. Freak accident, really. I was doing my usual two mile loop around the reservoir, and as I crossed the street to jog the .08 miles down the sidewalk to my house, my left foot stepped on a random piece of metal ring, and my right foot caught it. I crashed down onto the sidewalk, throwing out my right hand to take my fall. Ouch. Off to the ER I went. Sit in the waiting room, go through intake, soak my scratched-up hand in iodine, take X-rays, and -- big sigh of relief to find out my wrist is sprained, not broken. They sent me home with a brace and that was that.
Unfortunately, since I cannot properly use my right arm or do anything forceful with it, I was not able to work this week in the restaurant kitchen that is now my job. I did, however, learn how to do many things with my left hand this week. I can now, with my left hand:
- Brush my teeth
- Apply mascara
- Crack an egg (one-handed, even!)
- Drive a stick-shift car (not recommended)
- Make cookies
Mind you, I did not make all the cookies in this photo. Instead, I made a few batches of cookies and held a cookie swap. There were cookies everywhere, and we all kept some of our own and took some others. Cocoa nib meringes, peppermint shortbread, almendrados (almond), pecan nut crescents, cranberry pistachio oat, nutella shortbread...I could go on. It was heavenly. Then, as if that were not enough, last night Justin and I dipped things in chocolate: pretzels in white chocolate, cashews in dark chocolate, more pretzels in dark chocolate with crushed candy canes...our kitchen looked like a confectionary. Then I boxed the pretzels and tinned the cookies and came up with this: