I did not see this coming. I’d always thought that it would be heart disease that would do me in. A year ago, when I noticed a deep pain at the base of each thumb, I figured I must have somehow injured (both) hands at the same time. When the pain got so bad I could no longer push-and-twist open the child-proof caps on the bottles of my cardiac meds, I asked my pharmacist to use easy-open caps for my drug prescriptions from now on. It took a while before the gnarled finger joints of both hands began to swell until they now resemble those of the Wicked Witch of the West.
I remember looking at my outstretched fingers one morning and wondering, “Whose hands ARE these?” . Continue reading “When heart disease isn’t your biggest problem”