Beginning “Tool Girl”

By Susan Tweit

I’ve never claimed to be Tool Girl. Back in college, in fact, my housemates prohibited me from playing with their power tools when we were renovating our old house. As I recall, a small incident with a reciprocating saw and one of my fingers precipitated the ban. Both recovered, though the finger required a few stitches.

It’s not that I’m clumsy or incapable; I lost much of the feeling in my fingers and toes to Raynaud’s Syndrome, a companion to the Lupus I’ve lived with all my life. If I don’t watch where my digits are relative to implements of destruction, I can get into serious trouble before I notice what’s happening.

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