Well I'm sitting in urgent care and will be waiting for the next two hours. Meanwhile, I can't move my right arm at all without excruciating pain and the range of motion decreases over time because I ate shit on my bike earlier. It's bad. I'm worried I sheered a tendon or ligament, but feel like I would have known right away.
Interestingly, it's not the worst pain of my life. Back in November, as I was telling some of you at the DC meetup around the time, I used to get literally paralyzing headaches. Moving even my eyes resulted in a feeling as if a bomb went off in my skull and hammers were flying around. So I was forced to lay stiff as a rock in bed for days, until my muscles tensed up so much my arms or legs would start shaking and contorting. Don't get that kids.
Anyway, regale me in stories to take my mind off my arm.
We can also talk about how one of the kindest men I've ever met as well as the greatest actress of all time both died within 24 hours of each other and that is causing a physical void in our chests.