The list of things you can and can’t do with a broken wrist is surprising and unituitive.

Type? Slow, but manageable.

Drive a car? Not even particularly hard, except when you want to turn and downshift at the same time. (Of course, if I’d broken my right wrist, it’d be a whole other story.)

Tie your shoes? Tricky. Very tricky. I’ve taken to wearing laceless shoes for the duration.

Wash dishes? Forget it. Impossible. Cannot be done. Using the dishwasher is another thing I’ve taken to doing for the duration. (I hate the dishwasher. It spots like anything.)