Thoughts On My Left Arm
My left arm isn’t good and it has never been since the humerus was broken by the school bully. My son asked me why I don’t floss my teeth and I think the answer is that my left hand can’t do it. After all, the only thing it’s done successfully with it, is fly an aircraft. A friend told me, that when she met me, she was surprised at the way I typed. I also always used to sit in the cinema or theatre with C to my right, so as that was for forty years, I’ve probably protected that arm all the time. One eminent doctor, said I was suffering from neglect syndrome, which is generally stroke-related. But I’ve avoided using my left arm for years and I’m very right-handed. Even playing tennis, I tend to run round my backhand and if I ever do a backhand it is two-handed.
I can remember going back to around twenty and when I drove my old Morris Minor, I’d often do the gear-changing without using the clutch. Did this mean that my left arm didn’t have to apply so much pressure?
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