I’m left-handed period!  I don’t do anything with my right hand, or at least  that WAS the case, until I broke my left clavicle..

I was complaining to my friend, Steven, about all of the things I couldn’t  do with my right hand, and He was gracious enough to offer me this explanation as to why that was the case…

He explained  that writing right handed wasn’t hard at all… it was just that I had been writing with the wrong hand all this time.  And that I shouldn’t beat myself up over a simple lifelong mistake!

He’s also the one who still thinks it’s weird that the doctors sent me to a veterinarian when I needed a PET scan.

Just a note…  Steven was one of the first calls that I got after  the cancer news.  His  “offer” made me laugh…

“There’s not a better equipped 80-year old on earth to roll up her sleeves and show this diagnosis who’s boss.  Your outlook on life – and more specifically- your living of life – is energenic and inspirational.  While many (most) your age  are wanderng around in wait of whatever shall besat them next, you’re still building your resume.  Get in the ring.  Take your swings.  And I’ll take the mic and hanle public service announcements between rounds.”