Eating breakfast with a spoon was pretty easy. I just had a bit longer slurp of milk at the end of my bowl due to the lack of fine motor skills on the left.
Drying my hair, completely different story. I fought all conceivable nature to switch my hands such that I would hold my blow dryer in my right hand and brush with my left. Oh em gee.
It's like riding a unicycle during a bike race.
It's like a straight-laced businessman pulling a cell phone out of a gold rhinestone clutch.
It's like spitting on your mom.
It's inefficient, strange to look at and almost offensive to your natural instincts. I'd never do it again.
The rest of the day was, however, surprisingly simple. I took a yoga class, which was largely balanced in the "dominant hand" department. I drove my car, where I'm a 10 and 2er to a fault, I went shopping for new running shoes and I've done a ton of typing. At least with a touchpad on my computer, I didn't have to switch mouse hands, which would have been quite difficult. If I had to write anything by hand, or sign any signatures it would have been harder too. Perhaps this digital society promotes ambidextrousness?
|Contemplating my left hand|
I may have accidentally flubbed this up. I can't tell. But I'm really trying to win your love back by trying hard. :D