From RSDHope website
DROPSY DAYS
I should have known,early that day
That I was having a DROPSY day
With RSD the hands wouldn't do
everything you ask them to
See,I tell hand, now grab real tight
hand says fine, I got it right
Then next you hear, a crashing sound
I look at hand, hand looks around
Don't look at me! but you let go!
I had to Keith, NOT on my toe!
The moral is, please change your ways
If you carry thing, on DROPSY days
Like birthday cakes and litter boxes
cause on DROPSY day, they'll all be losses
by keith orsini

carose,
Loved the poem. Had me laughing very hard. It is so true. sometimes my hands just don't work the way they should. My kids got me a electric jar opener. I'm afraid that if we lose power for a while I will starve. can't open a can or a jar with power.lol. I really notice it when I try to type. I used to type 85 words per minute. Now my fingers just don't work,and it's as if my mind forgets what it's supose to do. I made deviled eggs to go with dinner, and I was putting them in the fridge and managed to drop most of them. My dogs loved them.
thanks again
Mary