I was going to write more today, but I managed to burn my left forefinger on the oven’s heating element earlier today. The element gets so hot that the dead, unexfoliated layers of skin turn to ash, luckily offering partial protection to the lower layers as they do so; I’m nonetheless hampered by a sticking plaster over a blister under a kind of toasted callous.
This all prevents easy typing on normal keyboards and tablet screens from working at all. Given I originally learned to touch-type with my right forearm in a cast, I tend to over-use my left hand when I type anyway. So I’m basically doubly unable to type with any kind of skill.
I’ll be honest: it’s a living hell. Why am I even struggling on, in order to communicate to you that very struggle? Well, it’s easier to be brave if everyone knows you’re doing so. Also, the Germolene is starting to wear off.