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Yeah, so, it seems that sometime during my favoring of my arm, where I did end up doing a lot of weird twists and turns of my hand to get things done without arm movements, I've sprained my wrist.
You know, if I weren't me, I don't know if I'd believe me that all of these things happen. It's a huge freaking joke. This is a real human body, not some shoddy knock-off made in an exploited factory across the world and sold on the sidewalk. Yet my body just seems to randomly twist, strain, sprain, pull, and tear like no one else's I've ever met.
I was doing well. A couple of days there, I wasn't even needing to take painkillers as long as I rested the arm. Now I'm back on them as I R.I.C.E. my little heart out. And Epsom salt; I have that.
Time to go try a shower. This will be fun.
You know, if I weren't me, I don't know if I'd believe me that all of these things happen. It's a huge freaking joke. This is a real human body, not some shoddy knock-off made in an exploited factory across the world and sold on the sidewalk. Yet my body just seems to randomly twist, strain, sprain, pull, and tear like no one else's I've ever met.
I was doing well. A couple of days there, I wasn't even needing to take painkillers as long as I rested the arm. Now I'm back on them as I R.I.C.E. my little heart out. And Epsom salt; I have that.
Time to go try a shower. This will be fun.