So, I haven't written for a couple of days. Shouldn't be writing now, but my hits are crashing and I feel compelled.
I completely blew my hand/wrist/arm yesterday. Not doing something exciting or athletic, but rather by holding a heavy book cracked open in my left hand for three or so hours straight. The pain is astounding. Like shouting out loud, can't hike up my own pants astounding. Any twist, jar, or gravitational pull is agonizing.
Gonna make finishing that names/addresses list for the class reunion thing really hard. Already is making it hard, and I have until Wednesday.
Skelaxin has no effect. Ibuprofen only a little. And the more I clutch the arm to my side and struggle to keep it immobile, the more my back and neck hurt.
What a mess.
Watched "Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead" tonight. A little woo, but a lot of inspiration, too. It's good to see people succeed. Wondering how juicing and blood sugar go together without that fibrous pulp.
That's all. Tapping one handed on the iPad hurts.
I completely blew my hand/wrist/arm yesterday. Not doing something exciting or athletic, but rather by holding a heavy book cracked open in my left hand for three or so hours straight. The pain is astounding. Like shouting out loud, can't hike up my own pants astounding. Any twist, jar, or gravitational pull is agonizing.
Gonna make finishing that names/addresses list for the class reunion thing really hard. Already is making it hard, and I have until Wednesday.
Skelaxin has no effect. Ibuprofen only a little. And the more I clutch the arm to my side and struggle to keep it immobile, the more my back and neck hurt.
What a mess.
Watched "Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead" tonight. A little woo, but a lot of inspiration, too. It's good to see people succeed. Wondering how juicing and blood sugar go together without that fibrous pulp.
That's all. Tapping one handed on the iPad hurts.
