Me and Dup

See that ridge on lower right side of the second finger in the photo? I think it’s a cord starting to run up my middle finger. But I can’t bear to look at it for very long. It’s hard to scrutinize and study the cords and nodules in my left palm. Because then my mind wanders beyond what I see. What will my palm look like next month? Where will this Dupuytren’s disease take me in a year? How did it find me? Is it really for real? It’s not really about why me because things happen to anyone and everyone. But still, I wonder why me?   A few days ago, I tried to come up with descriptions of what my left hand feels like. Tight. Crowded. Sharp pain if I accidentally jab a nodule. Prickly at times. A constant sensation of being bruised or slightly achy. I can still fully open and extend that hand open, which is good and is a blessing. But it's very uncomfortable to do so.   Since Dup came on board, I look at other people's hands more often. I notice how smooth their palms are and how ...