Right-handed typing

While this past week has also, like the one before it, been dotted with very particular events, I will only mention two of them.

1. My mom came back from Chicago two days ago at dawn.
2. I entered Gymnastics classes on Friday and broke my left hand in two spots on Monday. I found out about the broken bones just yesterday, went to the hospital today, am going in for surgery tomorrow, and will stay in the hospital till Friday. What a single lousy flip can do to my weekly activities... not to mention my anatomical integrity.

I am, of course, typing with my right hand alone, while my left hand stays inert inside a cast made only last night. My left leg also hurts a little - just below the back part of my knee. Please, let it be something that heals well by itself.

I want to write more stuff about my week, but it's not all that exciting. Let's see, Javier turned 30 yesterday, and the night before yesterday I wrote two somewhat long, very honest, forthgiving, and reconciling letters to my mom and Alicia about Alicia's wedding and the strife between the both of them. I hope that helps them get along better. Oh yeah, and I bought 30 blank DVDs for Q60! Best price ever, huh?

And since my left hand is off sick, my weekly activities will most likely have to change. Gymnastics classes, of course, are out. Abacus practice has been put off these days, but I think my right hand can handle most of it by itself. Language classes are likely to continue beginning next week, and I'll spend more time grading TPR essays (at a slower rate of course). Reading, I hope, will become my most prominent activity. I have several books pending, and the more I've read them, the more I've liked them.

I'm sorry for this entry's sketchiness, but my present circumstances don't make it easy for my ideas to flow. More info to come later.