I had an accident in October and haven't been the same since. My hands hurt. Really, really hurt. And when the don't hurt I try to do something (like clean the bathrooms) and then they really, really hurt again. They wake me up, they make me sleep. They keep me from cooking how I want to. They keep me from sewing and quilting all the gifts I want to give. When you're a crafter and a SAHM and your hands are your enemy life is hell.
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