I am not doing this anymore.
It was Tuesday, I was in the occupational therapy clinic for just the third time, and I hated it already. The first visit consisted of testing my weak, uncoordinated hands; picture me failing to pick up tiny metal pins and put them in tiny holes, and then bursting into tears. The second visit was full of painful exercises that left my hands limp. Today I was doing silly putty exercises under supervision and it was making my arm cramp.
I threw the putty down on the table.
