My arm hurts.
Who cares, right? (Actually, Slopers are a gentle-spirited lot, and the last time I mentioned this, I received a heartwarming amount of personal attention and counsel). I only mention this to offer up a small point that’s been bouncing around my tapioca-filled head.
As I’ve stated in the past, my disposition toward my health has two states: either I am immortal, or else all life is about to end. The latter appears in instances in which I am experiencing any kind of pain whatever.
Over a period of two or three weeks, I’ve had pains in my left arm and the left side of my back. The pains have been diminishing a tiny bit every day, and today I actually feel closer to normal than I’ve been for a long time.
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