Typing One-Handed

This weekend, I talked to a writer that is paralyzed in what used to be his dominant hand. I never did catch his name, but I spoke to him for quite a while. He told me the challenges he had learning to use his other hand and learning how to type with just the hand he had available. I decided to try and sympathize with him, so I’m attempting to type this post one-handed.

I apologize for any mistakes I may make and don’t catch.

Already, I’m becoming frustrated and wanting to use my other hand, but I’m attempting to stay strong. I have my other hand pinned in between the wall and my back. I know I can easily move it and begin typing with it if I became too frustrated, but I can’t imagine what it was like for this writer when he first began. He didn’t have the simple advantage of just moving his arm and bring his other hand back if he became overly frustrated.

This will be a shorter post, because I don’t think I can stand this much longer, but this has such an important lesson behind it. We tend to take both hands for granted. While talking to the fellow writer and doing this post, my eyes were opened to a new world.

I don’t think I could imagine a time when I can only use one hand for longer than just a few minutes. It’s definitely a hard road.

After this post, I will never take both hands for granted again.

Try it. Maybe you’ll be thankful for both hands, too.

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