OK. I'm going to do something weird here. Except for
this introduction, I am not going to correct any typos in this entry. The reason
is that something is happening to me and I can't seem to stop it. For one thing
there is this numb 1-1/2 fingers on my right hand. I've mentioned that before.
The doctor sent me for a nerve conduction study and that doctor concluded
that I probably have a pinched nerve in my elbow and that short of some sort of
exploratory surgery which may or may not cure the problem, there wasn't anything she could
do for me, other than having me wear a splint for 6 months or so and hope that
might fix it. I decided it's something I can live with, so I didn't pursue it.
But it has made typing letters that need to be typed with my right hand iffy.
Most words that use the letter "p" or "o" end up with those
letters missing and I go back and replace them.
But in addition to that, my brain seems to be misfiring. It
types words that I didn't mean to type...sometimes changing the ending of a word from, for
example --ing to --tion, in the simplest form. Sometimes typing an entirely
different word. I wish I could come up with an example. You can hardly say I
need more practice typing! Good lord, I have been a fast, accurate typist
since high school and I type literally all day long.
The new glitch is that every 3 or 4 words, when I hit the space bar,
it doesn't space. I don't know why. It's not the keyboard, which seems to be
working fine. And my fingers seem to be typing "fat," meaning that when I
want to type one letter, sometimes I type two. All these things combined together
made up one reason why I was reluctant to transcribe all those Lamplighters interviews
that I glibly offered to transcribe 2 years ago.
So what I want to do is to type and entry (see...I wanted to write
"type an entry" and I typed "I want to typing and entry") making only
minimal corrections...sometimes I make a correction before I realize I've done it....or I
may edit because I wanted to stay something in a different way. It won't be an entry about
anything important, so if you can't stand reading an uncorrected entry, know that I won't
be upset if you give up.
Got all that? Ok, let me tell you about our going to see Henry
V last night.
* * *
I wasn't really hapy about going to see Henry V. As
you all know, I am not a Shakespeare lover, I have never seen Henry V and when I
tried to read it at the bookstore early this week, I was falling asleep before I had
finished the third page. But I did a Googlesearch on Henry V and found what
amounts to cliff notes, a nice study guide which, combined with Wikipedia wouldgive e
enough material that I could at least remwember which characters were which and get a
sense of the plot if I happened to nod off during the performance.
TheDavis Shapespeare Ensemble performs at the UCD Arboretum, a really
nice little place that they usually block off with tarps to make n enclosed theater.
We got there a little early and I was surprised to see that there were very few
cars. Maybe I wasn't the only one who wasn't excited about seeing Henry V.
As we walked u to the lace twhere they usually perform, Iasw that the
tarps werent there and tehre ddn't seem to be a ticket table either. But the first
time we saw a show at thisplae, they held it on the large expanse ofgrass, where they had
more room for a stage. With the grandeur of Henry V Ifigured that that must
be what they haddone and was sorry that I hadn't brought a chair to sit in--I do NOTsit
well on the grass.
But we got to the grass and there was no activity there either.
Thank gof forsmart phones. Isat down and looked up the company and the show
and r ealized that the reason we couldn't find them was that the show wasNT that night but
was June 14.
So I have a reprieve. I told Walt several tiems that I realize
I am a dummy (and he heartily agreed, ointing to me that hehadsaid earlier that he thought
we were seeing the show in June).
But the nice thing about this reprieve is that Iremembered Kenneth
Brannaugh had done aversion of Henry V and nw I am going to order that from
Netflix an watch the damn movie before I review it next month. By then I
should know more about it.
At least I know a lot more now than I ever knew beforeabout the
Battle of Agincourt, about which I have heard much in my various trips to British museums
and watching of period pieces about Britain on TV.
* * *
OK. That's the sample. This isn't as bad as it can get
some times, but is pretty representative of what I am dealing with. I am just so
frustrated because I was always the tip-top typist, best in my class, the one that
everyone marveled at watching me work after I got out into the work world.
Now sometimes I may have to correct a word or group of words three or
four times before I get it right. I can only assume this is something age related.
I'm certainly not going to give up typing but since whatever this is seems to be
getting worse, not better, I also suspect that I am going to continue to be frustrated by
my inability to type the way I have for most of my life.
2 comments:
As you know, I'm a typist like you are. I can truly feel your pain (as they say). Many years ago, I got a bad cut on a broken bowl and severed the ulnar nerve in my left hand. My little finger and, to a lesser degree, the ring finger on that hand still don't work quite properly. So I do understand.
I hope it works out to being something you can deal with. At least these are only virtual typos and you don't have to deal with carbon paper (we really ARE old) and white-out anymore.
I suspect that a lot of long-time typist will agree with you. We learned to type when you had to have strong fingers and had to relearn to some extent when the flat, sensitive keyboards were invented.
There is a sort of sadness when you feel that you've lost something you've had for decades.
I am just happy for word processors, where I can type whatever at my speed and then go back and edit.
(Not to mention that my N often does not work at all.)
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