Zi71bFS9nQHnivtvUJquhejTHIQ The Story Factory Reading Zone: Hand wounds

Thursday, 3 October 2013

Hand wounds

Dragonsinger by Anne McCaffrey
Oldive regarded her steadily, as if divining some measure of her reluctance, and extended his own hand. Compelled by the very neutrality of his gaze, she gave him her injured hand. To her surprise, there was no change of expression on his face, no condemnation or pity, merely interest in the problem the thick-scarred palm posed for a man of his skill. He prodded the scar tissue, murmuring thoughtfully in his throat.
"Make a fist."
She could just about do that but, when asked to extend her fingers, the scar pulled as she tried to stretch the palm.
"Not as bad as I was led to believe. An infection, I suppose..."
"Packtail slime..."
"Hmm, yes. Insidious stuff." He gave her hand another twist. "But the scar is not long healed, and the tissue can still be stretched. A few more months and we might not have been able to do anything to flex the hand. Now, you will do exercises, tightening your fingers about a small hard ball, which I will provide you, and extending the hand." He demonstrated, forcing her fingers upward and apart so that she cried out involuntarily. "If you can discipline yourself to the point of actual discomfort, you are doing the exercise properly. We must stretch the tightened skin, the webbing between your fingers, and the stiffened tendons. I shall also provide a salve, which you are to rub well into the scar tissue to make it softer and more pliable. Conscientious effort on your part will determine the rate of progress. I suspect that you will be sufficiently motivated."

Do you have any problems with your hands? 
How do you adapt, or how have you overcome them? 

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