My family find it weird that everywhere we visit I now go on the hunt for toilets. It’s confusing to me as, in my mind, it’s actually quite obvious that I’d want to check out the loos and the more extreme or different, the better. I found this fabulous Art Deco toilet on the beachfront at the weekend. The building exterior was so striking I forgot to look inside.
My hand is driving me crazy. It’s 4.5 weeks now and my hand feels so uncomfortable and sometimes sore in the heat. I washed my hand properly for the first time in a bowl of warm water yesterday. My thumb looks like a dead sausage but at least it’s less swollen and bruised than before and I don’t have to look at it when the splint and bandage are on.
My name's Anna and I decided to write a blog following an accident last year. I will never regain the full use of my right hand and an operation led to additional, ongoing complications. This is about my struggles following the accident and the challenges of trying to save the use I still have in my hand.
It’s a story about my product and why it appeared in my head one day because of my traumatic experiences. How I took that positive vision and worked towards bringing it to life. The challenges of putting it together and getting it to the market whilst still undergoing debilitating, ongoing treatment. It's a journey you can share with me. I'm not there yet...
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