At physio today...
At the physiotherapists' today, she measured my hand strength. I had to squeeze a metal handle, first with my right hand, then with my left. With my right hand the meter read 26. (I am mighty! I am Kara Zor-El.) With my left hand, I measured 1.
That isn't even Puny Banner. (Yeah, I've been reading The Incredible Hulks lately.)
That would be sad, except it's funny. Especially when, after I'd been straining to squeeze the thing with my left hand, Leslie said, laughing, "Okay, you can start now."
She said it's more important to use the hand for everyday activities to build strength, than to do special exercises for it. I thought that was what I was already doing.... Yeah, yeah, it'll come in time. Really.
Going to do some yoga now.