This Little Thumb of Mine

My Left Thumb is feeling slightly better this morning. I've been letting it hang out and chill which means I'm using my right thumb for everything, except transferring. I'm still transferring onto my left side simply because of how furniture, etc. Is set out. I just have to be careful that I don't land the wrong way.This makes transfers more difficult.

Yesterday while trying to avoid landing on the injured part of my hand, I missed the wheelchair and wound up on the floor. That' s not the bad part because actually you dont fall that far from a wheelchair. I learned that while playing wheelchair sports. The rough part was getting off the floor with an injury.

My cat Buddy used to come over when this would happen and check out the situation, as if he had a clipboard and was taking measurements.

"Okay if you move over a foot there, you should be able to hoist yourself up on the recliner..."

If I fell out of the manual wheelchair, Buddy would sometimes even push it toward me although he was no Lassie. He would take his time about it. Push. Stretch Push. Nap.

Riley, however, is still a kitten. Kittens just cry when things like this happen. Maybe it's out of sympathy, but I don't think so. I think he was crying because it meant a delay for suppertime.

After scoping out the situation, I figured out a way to get off the floor. Riley cried the whole time which felt rather cathartic and lent a sense of urgency to the situation. I made up this song

This little thumb of mine
I'm gonna let it hang
This little thumb of mine
Wish I could use it. Dang
This little thumb of mine
Better heal up soon
Or Riley will
Need to use a spoon

Which seemed to calm the kitten down because it just doesn't matter what you say to a kitten. It's all about your tone of voice.

And his supper.