It is still That Month. I was just thinking yesterday that I’d got away with it and really [Prosperpine] has been going fairly well.
So this morning I tripped and fell (there was a sheep involved, but I am not sure who, or what exactly happened). I was just rather suddenly on the ground with a broken arm. I have broken “two or three” chips off my Radial Long String Of Medical Terms, and they are floating and twisting around and it HURTS and tomorrow I have surgery because apparently I can’t even break an arm like a normal person.
And I will tell you more after surgery, but how the heck do all you hunt-and-peck types do this? It’s taken forever to write this little bit, and it turns out the letters have worn off some of my keys.