I'm trying to keep my spirits up about my broken wrist. My husband actually thinks it's a blessing in disguise. He's not happy I got hurt, but he's glad that I am unable to ignore it this time. I currently have a few nagging injuries that I've refused to take enough time off to allow to properly heal, so I've been playing through the pain for awhile. Joe hopes my old injuries are finally going to get a chance to heal while I am sidelined for my wrist. I hate to admit it, but he's probably right.
I just have to look on the bright side. Prior to this, I couldn't do anything with my left hand, but over the next couple of weeks I expect to become fully ambidextrous! I am also determined to do a one-armed push-up sometime soon. I couldn't even do one with my right arm before I broke my wrist, but I figure my left arm should get super strong now, and I'll have plenty of time to practice.
Six weeks really isn't that long, it could be a lot worse. I'm going to try to stay positive, and keep focusing on what I can do right now, instead of what I can't. Otherwise, I'm likely to get depressed over not being able to feed my Jiu-Jitsu addiction. If I allow myself to go all crazy from the withdrawal, we'll get to see another meaning of Ginger Snaps...and no one wants that.
Snap:
1. To suddenly break something with a short loud noise, or to be broken in this way.
2. To suddenly lose control and become extremely angry or upset because a situation has become too annoying or difficult.