Invaluable Hand Weakness Novels & Stories

“Why does my hand hurt so bad?” I gazed at my hand and it had been bandaged again. Ghen entered the room. “Master, you are conscious now,” he fixed a bow. “How did I get here and why can’t I make use of my hands?!” I barked. “Master, we took you to the witch doctor and she said that you would be fine in a few days time if you had stopped making use of your hands. You got badly wounded on the wrist by those elastic strings when you struggled to kill Vladya. So the witch doctor had told me that someone would have to help you in doing every basic thing you normally used your hands for,” Ghen concluded.

She is shaking because she sees a childishness in Esteban. "Esteban..." he said in a threatening tone that stopped his wife. "Please put on the cast and do not appear embarrassed or else I won't let you hold my hand again... ever. You won't do housework with your hand either, do you understand me?" "If your hand is left untreated or not treated appropriately, Mr. Superman. Your hand fracture can lead to loss of hand mobility," dagdag pa ng doctor. "See? Do you want that to happen?" "Tsk." He snapped.

"Yeah..." my voice was mumbled as his thumb gently rubbed over the mess that was permanently on my arm. "And do you have full movement in your wrists?" I hadn't been asked that before. Thinking about it, it did feel like my skin was pulling everytime I pulled my hand back or leaned on it. But that was just due to how tight the skin had gone, and it was a known fact there was some nerve and muscle damage.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, the pain stopped him. "Why, ?" Mariana panicked as Handoko's hand trembled but refused to move. "What's happening to you?" She desperately inquired when Handoko didn't respond to her words. Handoko could only say Ana, and it was enough to bring tears to Mariana's eyes. She wished for her husband to return to the world as she had feared all along. "Brain bleeding from before has damaged several nerve systems. As a result, Mr. Handoko can no longer move his hands and feet. He can only speak and blink his eyes to communicate," explained a middle-aged man, briefly describing Handoko's current condition.

ODETTE I glared at the piece of paper before me with my molars clamped painfully shut. The pen I was using slipped through my tired, trembling fingers and landed with a clang on the wooden table. Physical therapy was going as well as it could be but the nerve damage on my hands was irreversible. No amount of physical therapy would be able to help my situation. I just needed to get used to it. The ugly scrawl of my handwriting only had hatred simmering in my gut. No matter how much I wanted to feel bad or guilty for what had happened to Parker, it was times like this I was grateful he was dead. He couldn't do to anyone else what he had done to me.

I felt him touch my hand carefully. I shut my eyes and gulped, trying to pull out my voice to answer him. I was having a hard time producing a sound but I still tried. "I... I-I'm fine," I weakly answered. I saw in Zadkiro's eyes that he was relieved upon hearing my answer. He looked at the woman behind him and I saw them looking at each other. I roamed my eyes around and that's when I noticed that there was an IVF injected into my left hand, it may be the reason why it felt numb.

Feeling my heart squeeze painfully, I begin to move forward but stop as my hand throbs, reminding me of my injury. Before anything, I needed to doctor my hand and take a shower. After a full clean and change, I head to my mother's bedside and take in her frail frame. "I'm back, mom," I murmur, touching her hand so she stirs. "How are you feeling?" She had always had a weak constitution since she was young, and since marrying my stepfather, it seemed to just get worse and worse. Despite many doctor's visits, we still didn't know what was causing the decline, so there was nothing to be done.

"It will temporarily restore full motor function to his right hand for approximately twenty minutes." "And the side effect?" Daniel asked quietly. The doctor hesitated, closing his eyes for a long, heavy second. "The extreme chemical over-stimulation will permanently destroy the remaining nerve fibers," the doctor revealed softly. "Once the twenty minutes are over... the motor paralysis in your right hand will become total, absolute, and permanent. You will never be able to hold a chess piece, a pen, or a fork with your right hand for the rest of your life." I gasped, tears instantly blinding my eyes. "No! Daniel, no! We can find another way! We can fight them in the international courts! We

RYAN "Will she be fine?" The doctor nodded and I exhaled shakily. "Just a mild concussion, she'll be fine." The doctor smiled and put his hand in my shoulder. "We should be more worried about your hand Mr Sylvarn," I swallowed looking down at my bandaged hand. "The knife narrowly escaped your tendons," he continued as I raised my head. "You would have lost the locomotive ability of that hand, endangering your entire arm." "What does that mean?" He demonstrates with his fingers. "You would have lost the ability to do this." He wiggled his fingers for me to see.

the doctor said, smiling. "Oh, really? That's so cool. What drugs can make my hands start getting stronger? I find it hard to lift an ordinary glass of water," Kessler asked, not paying attention to me again, but to the doctor. "I'm sorry that you find it hard to lift an ordinary glass of water, Alpha. I'm here with a few drugs, but you have to be patient because your hand will get healed one after the doctor and it takes at least two months before your hands will completely heal off," the doctor said.