I’ve had problems with my wrists for years. A lot of it comes from bad keyboard hygiene in my youth, and, well, all the way into adulthood; switching to Colemak is mostly an attempt to stave off those problems as long as I can. There’s no question that it’s helping, but there’s also no question that I’m playing more games, and typing more, than I did when I was still working. (Turns out workdays have lots of interruptions–meetings, lunches followed by board games, hallway chats–that you just don’t have when you’re home alone all day. Who knew.) And that additional wear-and-tear is causing issues.
I’m wearing my wrist braces every night now, a habit I used to follow religiously and then gave up for the most part during my most recent job tenure. My wrist problems are definitely exacerbated by the fact that I’m also a hand-curler in my sleep; I often wake up in strange positions, limbs twisted unnaturally and with various extremities going bzzzzzzzz from a lack of blood flow. I’m also wearing them a lot during the day too, particularly when I’m doing a marathon game session. They help, but still.
I think I’m going to have to simply start going easier on all the tech. More reading, which is good; probably a bit more passive television watching, which is less good, but it’s not like there isn’t a ton of stuff for me to catch up on. It’s frustrating, of course. Having your body fail you slowly but surely is part of growing old, but I can’t imagine what I’d do if I could no longer use my hands. So I’ve got to be careful, play it safe, and listen to when my body is telling me it’s time to quit.
Speaking of which: enough typing for now. More later this week.