Well, this sucks. My sore hands have been playing up again (very sore in the mornings – “roll around sobbing” sore), so I saw a GP this morning to see what could be done. He referred me to a specialist hand physiotherapist, I managed to get an appointment straight away, and long story short: if I want to avoid being in pain now, and causing lasting carpal tunnel-related nerve damage, I have to immediately give up embroidery, and anything else that involves using a gripping motion (in other words, holding anything much). I also have to drive as little as possible (because it involves gripping the steering wheel), and also am only allowed to type for minimal periods of time. And I have to wear wrist braces 24/7, to keep my wrists in the ‘neutral’ position.
This means that I’m likely to spend the remaining five weeks of my pregnancy lying on the sofa, staring at the TV and stroking Tui (who will be delighted with this turn of events).
It also means that my blog entries are likely to be few and far between. Luckily we’ve reached a stage where the babies are just getting bigger, and aren’t going through any exciting developmental changes. Of course, if there is anything earth-shattering to report, we’ll figure out a way of sharing the news (Tristan as my scribe, for example).
The lack of typing ability will also significantly reduce my ability to stay in touch on Facebook or by email.
Gosh, isn’t pregnancy AWESOME! I truly think that there are no weird ailments left to surprise me. But only 35 days to go… my eyes are firmly on the prize at this point!