The hypochondriac in me is convinced I am having a stroke. The romantic would like to believe that the thumb is trying to tell me to call IG2 and set up a 'play-date'. The realist is getting highly annoyed with the sensation.
I have tried massaging it, hitting against things like books and cupboards and walls. Nothing works. Normally, the finger next to the little finger on my right hands goes numb just before a cold snap*, but it's the start of summer. It ain't gettin' cold anytime soon.
I hope it wakes up soon. I found a recipe for Chocolate Nut Balls that I am dying to make (and I admit: I wish to make these, so I can take them to work and say "Have you guys tasted my balls?" And you know I'll say that. I have no shame) , but I would appreciate all my facilities being present when I attempt it.
*Lesson for all. Do not drop 12Kgs of lead on unprotected fingers. It hurts like buggary, and having two broken fingers is not as much fun as you'd like to think. Try tying your shoes.