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No more typing until my trapped nerve stops throbbing and I can go back to using my right fist. I even had to use my other hand to clean my teeth, made a change, almost as though someone else was doing it to me...
Blog Post Dated: June 29, 2009 7:08 AM | Permalink
A similar observation was made in the book "Portnoy's Complaint" by Philip Roth.
Alan Douglas |
June 29, 2009 7:19 AM
And some other things are difficult too.
james higham |
June 29, 2009 7:55 PM
Obvious comments aside, we just got Windows Vista which comes with speech recognition. It works really well !! You might want to give it a go - I'd (selfishly) hate to miss out on your blog !! Works better with a microphone, and its worth doing the tutorial just to get the hang of it. ...
Good luck with the .... hand :))
June 30, 2009 1:42 AM
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