Me, db, the Dingo, and my arm. One of us has got to go. I'm voting for the arm.
Ow.
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I'm so sorry hon. Recovery is such a bitch sometimes.
Posted by: Dharma | Thursday, 26 January 2006 at 01:56 PM
Thanks, Dharma. So much better today. I think my arm needed a couple of days of raw stinging pain to remind me that it's hurt and that I should take it easy. Now w/ the exercises, I'm feeling much better. Today it's down to a boring old throb. Yaay!
Posted by: ae | Thursday, 26 January 2006 at 04:41 PM
I'd offer you mine, but it's been sore for a week and a half, and I have no idea why. Oh! Maybe it's sympathy pain?
Posted by: Elkit | Friday, 27 January 2006 at 10:28 PM
Hi, Elkit! Take care of that shoulder. No lifting things over your head if you can help it. I was told that this is a weak spot in our bodies anyway, so we don't need to add unnecessary wear and tear. Thanks for the sympathy pain though. I wish I could have some sympathy inspiration from you! =)
Posted by: ae | Monday, 30 January 2006 at 11:56 PM