Things were progressing well until yesterday when wind chills were in the teens. I had to go to the dentist, otherwise I would have hunkered indoors. Then today I made the mistake of being outside for a consultation with a home repairperson. By the time I got to therapy my finger looked like it did when I first started, nearly curled in on itself.
So now I’m wearing the sci-fi splint in the daytime, too.