Gimme was a good girl as usual. I could really tell she was bothered by my hesitancy as I had part of my mind on awareness of what things might "hurt". There were a couple things which just shouldn't have been hard for her. I took my time to work through it and rewarded copiously when she got it right. Interesting to me was to see just how affected she is by how I am. While my little speed demon was never slow tonight, she was certainly also never her little speed demon self.
I am experiencing some new pain in my finger. Its a sharp pain which runs from my hand right up the middle of the finger, on the inside. It comes and goes. I think its caused by the way I'm always trying to hold my finger out of the way while working and doing things. Being unnatural and repetitive, I suspect a slight strain. The acetaminophen wasn't controlling this pain, so I decided in the evening to use the hard stuff. I took it 40 minutes ago and its already much better.
I'm also going unwrapped for most of the evening, so my hand/finger can move more naturally and will ice it. Tomorrow I'm going to experiment with wrapping it in different way, so it doesn't restrict the movement of the first knuckle; thus allowing the hand/finger to move more naturally.
On a side note, we are working on a new trick. I'm teaching her to play "roll-ly ball", a game that Frances invented. Its hard for Gimme because its requires her to only use her nose - which is of course, always a challenge. I've also come up with a cool idea for a small wooden chest I've had for ages. It's going to take some fabricating to make it work for what I have in mind, but will lead to yet another cute trick.
Well, the woozy headed affect is starting to be really apparent, so I better get off this 'puter. In mere minutes Gimme and I expect to be cuddled together on the couch,
sharing a bowl of ice cream. She's so polite, I just can't resist