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With this example, I was convinced for a long time that my biological right-handedness was proven - although all other observations and symptoms pointed to left-handedness.

In February/March 2023, we packed our home into boxes and put it into storage. The last big moving day, when all the heavy furniture and co. was to be driven from A to B, was just around the corner and more and more friends/helpers canceled at short notice; partly because of a cold. That hit me hard, I got scared that I wouldn't be able to manage it all and I felt particularly let down by my two siblings - I already had a history with my brother that we were moving in quite different directions when it came to coronavirus/vaccination/illness/health and other life decisions and I kept feeling disconnected.On the morning of the move, my brother called to say that he was now awake, not quite fit, but could still get on the train straight away and at least support me with the children. (This was another sensitive point for me at the time, as I was often “condemned” to watch and not help with the “clingy” children (aged 4 and 2)).
I felt a lot of relief and gratitude flowing through my body the moment he called and there was no question in my mind that he should still come, even if it was just for emotional and child support. When he arrived, the children happily disappeared with him behind a pile of boxes and I was able to join in the moving process for a short time, inspecting the attic...

Then, after dinner, when the troupe had left for the last time in the removal vans and I had put the children to bed, my brother and I did the dishes in the leftovers from the kitchen and had good, affectionate, in-depth conversations. So while I had my hands and arms in the washing-up water and we were talking, I suddenly felt a burning and itching sensation - exclusively on my right arm. After washing up, I inspected my right arm and saw lots of bright, raised wheals on a reddish background on the inside of my right upper arm, the inside of my forearm and the palm of my right hand. It was really as if I had held my arm in stinging nettles, but only in those places. After pondering for a moment, I thought: these are exactly the parts of my arm that I use to touch other people when I hug them. Including my brother when he arrived here today and our contact - including physical contact - was re-established. (We always hug each other as a greeting, but I usually only use my right arm). At first I thought that I definitely felt my younger brother on my partner's side (not as a child) and therefore I was probably right-handed after all. Then someone said in conversation that I may have felt this locally. And that was the missing piece of the puzzle.

In the evening, the rash itched like crazy, but my aha experience and amazement allowed me to relax and observe it without intervening. In the early morning, my skin was back to normal.

PS; I don't remember exactly how long I was in conflict with the disappointment/the feeling of separation (numbness of the corresponding skin areas), probably a low-threshold 2 or 3 days. The first time I must have been slightly resolved was in the early morning with the phone call, then with the hug to greet me and finally in the evening when I was washing up and having a connecting conversation with my brother. The redness/squiggles were acutely visible until I fell asleep, i.e. for 3, maximum 4 hours.