I had a large one on my wrist for a couple of years. It never bothered me. It went away. It is my understanding that the usually do.

So, now I can’t use my thumb for five days and it will take three to four weeks before I can work out with it
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Were you doing weight training or aerobics with that thumb? Heh heh.

It’s a ganglion cyst.
aka “bible bump”!? How flattering, eh? You must be thumbing through the Bible too much, even your s/w edition!!
Sorry to hear about the working out hiatus because it’s making a difference … I’d almost say you were wasting away, dear!

“Were you doing weight training”
Weight training with the whole hand (upper body workout) it now on hold because of my thumb.

Sometimes, I think it’s a shame that we need bodies. I am always getting mad at mine for the little annoying problems associated with aging. But, at 53, people who are older than me laugh when I tell them my concerns, and say, “just you wait.”
I hope you have a speedy recovery, Michele.

Here’s hoping you have a speedy recovery Michelle.
It’s a shame our liberal commenters can’t summon the largeness of spirit to wish you well in this. Really shows the difference in the two worldviews.

Well, I don’t usually wake up until about this time, ZZ. But thanks for the benefit of the doubt. Indictment of a whole worldview based on a lack of responses to a blog post? That’s impressive.. sorta.
Now that is one awful looking cyst. I hope it doesn’t hurt too much. But, irritating as it can be, follow the doc’s orders, even if it is about taking it easy. Its tempting to try to work through the pain, and that might worse. And good luck on the surgery.
Interestingly, my only surgery experiences have involved my hands/wrists.

“It’s a shame our liberal commenters can’t summon the largeness of spirit to wish you well in this. Really shows the difference in the two worldviews.”
I only posted this last night at midnight. I’m sure that there are a couple of the commenters who don’t outright hate my guts and will wish me well As you can see from Karen’s comment.
Now, the other commenters who do hate my guts may be happy that I’m silenced and can take a break from correcting me

As long as it wasn’t a robot who did the surgery. Sorry, couldn’t resist it.
Get well soon, you are one of the few voices of sanity on this site.

I think it’s a shame that we need bodies.
Why, we have bodies to glorify God (1 Cor. 6:20b).
(Excuse my redemptive suffering theology)
michele, Owen’s Mortification of Sin, B.L. spoke of last Thurs., looks good to me!
http://www.wtsbooks.com/product-exec/product_id/3569/nm/Mortification_of_Sin
Alright, get well soon … isn’t that implied?

” only posted this last night at midnight.”
I guess I was being a little harsh then. Although how Karen can stay in bed until 10 is beyond me.
I still note the conspicuous absence of yellaguts NC, anonymous Re-imploded, “RG”, and Charles CosiFanTutte.

I can do that by being on Central time. (It was only 9.) And that assumes this is the very first thing I do upon rolling out of the rack.
Amazing where assumptions lead.

Moonshadow, wasn’t it St. Francis who came up with the term “Brother Ass” to refer to his body?

That and, well, I work evenings.

Moonshadow, wasn’t it St. Francis who came up with the term “Brother Ass” to refer to his body?
I’m not a Franciscan, so I hardly know, much less share, their charisms!
From, you know, that catholic encyclopedia, “he was ever so unsparing towards himself that at the last he felt constrained to ask pardon of ‘Brother Ass’, as he called his body, for having treated it so harshly.”
When men address by proper names parts of their body, I tend to run the other way. Don’t you?

“rolling out of the rack”
Boy, you really were in the Navy. Did your feet hit the deck on the way to the head? And when you went upstairs, did you use the hoist or the companionway?

Yep. Navy vet, Navy brat, mostly from Navy towns, and with most of my friends from when I was in service.
But no. No deck, head or companionway (or ladder). Do sometimes use ‘line’ instead of rope. And FUBAR, and ‘three sheets to the wind’, and ‘not packing a full seabag’.

I was in the Air Force and we used a lot of airplaney-words. When you leave a place, you are “wheels up”. The time you arrive is your “TOT” (time over target). When you recognize something you say “tally” (for tallyho). A member of the opposite sex is a “bogey”, as in “Check out that bogey at 12 o’clock!”. Oh, and we never point, we just say clock positions.

well,that is wonderful thank you for your post,worth reading