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In The Land Of The Armless, The One-Armed Man Is King

by Richard

To quote Mel Brooks, “It’s good to be the king.” Or at least it would be if I really were in the land of the armless. Unfortunately, I’m in the normal land here where most everybody has two arms, two hands and can actually get stuff done.

Yep, you guessed right. It’s time for a whine-fest.

It’s been almost two weeks since I had my shoulder operated on and I’m already getting very, very, very tired of walking around with one arm in a sling, strapped to my body. My right arm is basically useless. I’ve been told I can’t even hold things with my right hand because I don’t want to strain the newly repaired muscles and tendons in my shoulder.

I never realized how much I actually do during the day until I couldn’t do any of those things.

I have to get help from my young dudes to tie my shoes. Zipping up is a monumental task. Putting on deodorant requires a few acts of contortions that would strain the credulity of India rubber men at the freak show. I can’t even wash dishes.

See, the thing is I know I have ADD. I can’t sit and do just one thing. If I’m watching TV, I’ll also need to read a book at the same time because I can’t just watch. During most evenings, I will be doing stuff in the kitchen while also keeping an eye on the TV or something similar. Now I can’t.

TV, by itself, is just so boring.

Sitting at the keyboard to write is a chore now. I have to type so very slowly. By the time my fingers have hunted-and-pecked their way to being even with my brain, my brain has moved on and forgotten what I was writing about in the. . .

Still, I can’t get too annoyed. I know I will get the use of my right arm back. Eventually. I’m a lot luckier than a lot of people who are learning to adjust to life with only one arm.

Still. . .

Still. . .

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My Place, And The Putting Me In Thereof

by Richard

It’s not every day that a dude gets to learn just exactly where he fits in with his family and, in my case, with his wife. Well, not every day unless you live with a harpy, a shrew, a domineering angry joy-breaker. Not that I would know anything about that, of course. Still, I did learn a little valuable something from my wife, known to me as She Who Must Be Obeyed (Or Else).

My little lesson in marital place putting happened in the kitchen where, it seems, so many of my lessons are learned. (Don’t fry chicken in the nude; bacon makes everything better; hairs catch fire very easily and smell bad when they crisp; never use dish soap when you run out of dishwasher soap actually made for the dishwasher. You know, the usual.)

It was an odd moment. Both I and my wife, known to me as She Who Asks What Is This Kitchen Place Of Which You Speak, were both in the kitchen together while I was preparing dinner. I was digging through the pantry searching desperately for that can of Who Hash* I needed to finish making dinner, while she was taking a leisurely stroll from the dining room, through the kitchen and into the living room.

She asked me if it was possible that I could change my dinner plans at the last minute and make a different kind of salad. Something with actual greens instead of the word jumble I’d planned. (Get it? Word salad? Sigh. No one appreciates a good medical joke.) I, oddly enough, sighed and replied like Droopy Dog that, yeah, I guess I could.

To which she responded (and I quote this accurately and without changing a thing): “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” She paused for a second and then continued. “You just have to do what I want you to do.”

I laughed. “Ha, ha, ha, ha. You’re quite the funnymaker.”

She stopped her perambulation, turned and stared at me. “I was being completely serious.”

Then she walked off. Whistling.

Sure, I crouched there in the pantry for (slightly less than) and hour, shivering and feeling oh, so very cold. But I wasn’t ground down. No way. I shall have my revenge.** Oh, yes. I will have my revenge.

*actual ingredients may be exaggerated for comedic effect.

**or possibly not.

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