I’d like to think and believe I seldom boast (okay? No one object…) but all the effort, days, weeks, months(?) of pushing tiles has borne fruit. My wrists – will they now take a wrist, oops, rest? My fingers whose lines are near erased, the tip of my index finger that has grown thick where it matters – will it recover its lines and turn soft once more? Whatever, it really feels good, yes 6:32 a.m. of April 21, 2014 is memorable. I did it!