This past weekend I slipped on some ice and I broke my left hand. Luckily I'm right handed. 

Needless to say, I didn't plan on this and I'm not much of a surprise person. This past week has been hard. 

I've had to ask lots of people for help with things I never have to ask for help with.


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Can you carry these books for me? Can you move my computer from my desk to the projector? Can you hang up the posters which have fallen off the wall?

Then there are the personal requests. Can you clip my hair back? Can you tie this bow on my shirt? Can you pull the arm of shirt srtaight on my right arm?

Can you take me to the grocery store? Can you push the cart? Can you bag my things? Can you carry my things into my apartment?

The whole thing is very humbling. I've even asked a friend's cleaning woman to come and clean my apartment for the next four weeks. I've never had anyone do this before so this morning I spent some time doing a pre-clean clean.

Now I'm at The Mall having a muffin and coffee and thinking about how great pants/leggings with streachy waists are. Oh and I'm also thinking about whether or not I can justify buying a capelet as my arm currently won't fit in my coat sleeve.