Where'd I put those powerhouse painkillers?
Friday, 16 April 2004 01:42 amI badly re-hurt myself fencing tonight. I was doing so well and was so self-sure, then Connor, who is so much better than I am, dinged me right to the sternum, and I dropped like a rock. Well, a rock that can experience a shock of pain right through from its front to its spine. I curled up on the ground while fencing master David mildly remarked, "I don't actually see any spurting blood." Then he gave me ibuprofen and ice cubes.
Now I can't sleep. Too many owies. I'm not entirely certain I can move from this chair. Maybe I'll try to sleep where I am. I can reach the remote and the laptop and the cat. What more do I need?
Not so sure about movie-going plans tomorrow. Not so sure about travel plans tomorrow.
Bah. Someone send a medic....
Now I can't sleep. Too many owies. I'm not entirely certain I can move from this chair. Maybe I'll try to sleep where I am. I can reach the remote and the laptop and the cat. What more do I need?
Not so sure about movie-going plans tomorrow. Not so sure about travel plans tomorrow.
Bah. Someone send a medic....
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Date: 2004-04-16 03:41 am (UTC)Or a Moffitt!
{{{virtual hugs}}} because real ones would hurt!
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Date: 2004-04-16 05:31 am (UTC)Sorry I missed last night--ended up working later than I wanted to.
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Date: 2004-04-16 08:46 am (UTC)