Striving for Ambidexterity

The crafting has taken a big hit as I recently broke one of my fingers.  It's the middle finger on my dominant hand, darn it.  This is what I have learned so far:

• Lots of people have broken their fingers.  I get to hear all the stories and it's kind of a strange, but not unwelcome, bonding moment with people.
• Brushing your teeth with your non-dominant hand is comically difficult.  Go on, try it, you know you want to now.
•  I can use this to get out of washing the dishes, woo hoo!
• Several folks have pointed out that this may make me smarter by forcing my brain to learn to do things with my left hand.  I dunno, it's probably gonna take more than that to rewire this noggin.
• X-ray techs don't feel comfortable removing or re-applying the splint.  Each time I have done it myself, literally single handedly.  I find this a bit baffling as this must be a daily occurrence in their profession.
• Small boys and dogs get over the novelty of the splint pretty quick and just want you to throw the ball or crash the toy cars again, sore finger be damned.
• My co-worker had a cut on his nose and so when people would ask how I broke my finger, I would reply "did you see XXX's nose?".  Strangely, no one questioned this answer.
• I get to flip to bird with impunity and just blame it on the splint.

OK, OK enough about the stupid finger.  I just want it to heal up quick so I can get back to knitting, flameworking and maybe some gardening.