It’s okay to be dependable

A few days ago, I pulled a bit of a bone-head move. I was helping out on the farm, tripped over my own feet, and fell backwards onto my left, and dominant hand. I heard a loud crack and almost instant pain, and when I went to take a look at the damage, I discovered my pinky finger twisted seven ways to Sunday.

I debated whether or not to go into the emergency department because I wasn’t sure how much could be done to my finger, but because it did not look right, I figured I would be safe rather than sorry. After some x-rays I was told that my pinky finger is fractured and was dislocated, and after it was put back in place, I had my hand wrapped up nice and tight and was told to get used to being incapacitated for six weeks, minimum. I’m also waiting to hear if it needs surgery.

I certainly had no inclination of how difficult daily tasks would become only being able to use one hand, but I found out pretty quickly. I’m not the type of person who likes to ask for help unless absolutely necessary, and my stubbornness has been something I’ve had to work on as of late because of my inability to use my dominant hand. My sister has been absolutely wonderful in terms of helping me to do tasks throughout the day, as have my mom, dad, and Blaine. Some things are embarrassing to ask for help with/for, but this situation has forced me to realize that it is absolutely okay to be dependent on others from time to time.

Occasionally, we have to swallow our pride and ask for a hand (literally, in my case). It doesn’t mean we are weak or incapable, but rather demonstrates our willingness to acknowledge our need for assistance and not be ashamed in the process.


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