I found this photo from about five years ago in Richmond, Virginia. It was sandwiched between photos of snow flurries outside and different land-lording projects requiring vigorous hand abuse.
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| Hello, Friend, from Hand-Hell! |
Trolling through hand photos on my camera roll gave me a critical insight to my problems. Virtually all the photos of bad fingers are from the winter months. I live about half way between the equator and the north pole, so the worst of it is December-February but the season varies and can extend. Extended cold weather, coupled with manual trauma, leads to finger damage that does not heal for months.
Summer time flare-ups were much worse when I lived in the American South, where air conditioning is ubiquitous. The jarring contrast from warm, humid, outdoor air to the frigid, ionized interiors was a trigger for my fingers to turn blue. Now I live in the temperate Pacific Northwest, where mild summers minimize my air conditioning exposure. During the heat of summer, we dine outdoors on our patio and stay comfortable without AC.
The insight isn't that the cold weather is bad for my fingers. No kidding. The insight is that my fingers do clear up long enough, and consistently enough for me to stop photographing them for months at a time, and it's always during the summer!
Wow - this effort is already reaping benefits. If I ever fix my wretched hands, I'll do what I can to share the way with others.
(C)2019 Hand-Hell
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