THE LEFT RIGHT SWAP
She took photographs.
Then one night, in the angry rain, she opened window and sliced a tendon in the index finger of her left hand.
After a deep dose of general, they sewed it back together, plastering her up to the elbow just to make sure.
It took a month to heal.
She’d always been right-handed.
Until now.
Like +ve and -ve leads in a plug, her wires of dexterity had crossed.
The dominant side was now the left, while the right was happy to guide.
Her sides were correct but her handedness was not.
She sued the surgeon, whom she later married.
They had ambidextrous twins.
August 26, 2010
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