I'm so thankful that I didn't get my grandmother's hands. They were painfully twisted and knarled when she was younger than I am now, probably rheumatoid arthritis. So many of the things I love to do depend on my hands, and while they are pretty battered from decades of carpentry they are still good hands. Other people have often disparaged my body (I'm very short) but it's a great body. What would I change? Other people's silly judgements;)