No, that’s not just a dirty thumbnail. 
The pointer finger, on the other hand {ha! Get it? Other hand?} is dirty (dirty with seven hours’ worth of spray paint); but the thumbnail is nothin’ but a nice dark shade of “ow.”Okay, so I’ve never been great at one-word Wednesdays. In fact, one-word anything is a challenging concept for me to grasp. I’m a person of many many words. If you were to ask me to describe myself in one word, I’d surely use something double, like absentminded or overrated.
So instead of simply posting a photo and one word about the thumb I smashed with all my might into a piece of wood tonight, I am going to write a list. A list of things that become increasingly difficult without the use of my right-hand thumb. And I will include the same “one word” in each item of my list. One-word Wednesdays, the AoOL way.
1. Using the “space bar.” Ow.
1.5. Flossing. No way, José. Ow.
2. Removing my contact lenses. Ow.
3. Writing with a pen. Ow.
4. Gripping. Anything. Ow.
5. Putting my hair into a ponytail. Ow.
6. Wiping (you guessed it). Ow.
7. Zipping zippers. [What is the correct verbage of the word “zipper?” Zipping? Zippering?] Ow.
8. Cracking knuckles. Ow.
9. Pulling ceiling fan chains. Ow.
10. Thumb wars [though I can never win anyway {something about having rheumatoid arthritis at a young age}]. Ow ow.
Without the use of this thumb, I might as well be a monkey. Or a sloth.
What’s hurting you today?
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