Actually took a pain killer this morning. Those who really know me know that that's unusual, but my right arm isn't happy and I need to make it happy.
First, as you may have gathered from recent entries, I got an epic bruise from my aborted blood donation Saturday. And then, two days in a freakin' row, I bumped that elbow in my bathroom. (Did I tell you how small my place is? Consider yourself told.)
Thank goodness it isn't my left arm that's like this, or I'd be screwed.