The one-armed man

It's astounding how many things in your day-to-day life require the use of two hands. Since breaking my arm two weeks ago, I've had to adapt to this bi-handed (what's the equivalent of "bipedal" for arms/hands?) world. Here are a few things that become very difficult with one hand:

Typing is an obvious one. The stickler to this is keyboard shortcuts, though. A command I use pretty often is cmd-opt-shift-s in Photoshop to "Save for web." Hitting all four keys at once takes some manual contortionism.

Zip-Loc bags are another toughie. Try it. Some bags aren't so bad, but the name-brand ones with crazy quadruple-seal tops require some creativity -- also known as teeth.

Opening a sealed envelope can be a pain. It takes many times as long if you're only using one hand.

Even if you've got your dominant hand free, writing can pose some difficulties. On a big enough piece of paper, you can use your forearm to keep it in place, and paper on a pad is held steady by the weight of the pad. Writing on small pieces, like credit card receipts or checks, is an order of magnitude more difficult.

Speaking of credit cards, getting them out of and into a wallet requires some extra dexterity. And then carrying your wallet, keys, etc. becomes harder because you can't use half the pockets on your pants. It's really hard to get into the left-side hip pocket on a pair of jeans with your right hand.

4 Comments

When I came home there was a man in my house! He had a... mechanical arm! You find that man! YOU FIND THAT MAN!

Posted by Mikey on April 02, 2007

What if you put your nike accelerometer in your cast, that would be so easy to do with a dremel tool and a little silicone gel. Then you could see how many arm swings you make in a day...now that could be good dinner conversation. Like, why your arm was suddenly swinging in a flurry during Sanjaya's performance on American Idol.

Posted by rob on April 04, 2007

Romeo told me what happened today.
I'm glad you are okay. :(

Posted by Sarah on April 04, 2007

When I injured my wrist in high school, the hardest thing for me to do was put my damn hair up in a ponytail. My cast went all the way to my elbow (what the hell for, I have no idea), and I could hardly bend my arm past 90 degrees. I remember my friends at school blatantly refusing to help me put my hair in a ponytail because they wanted me to wear it down more often. Bitches.

Brushing my teeth with my left hand was hard too, but I had to master that quickly because I was wearing braces at the time.

Posted by Sara on April 06, 2007

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