Because I’m me, I’m kicking off this brand-new blog with admission of my Stupidest* Injury to Date! Friday afternoon I was making myself a peanut butter and peach preserves sandwich for lunch (yum) and instead of what usually happens, which is that I hurt my hand failing to open the jar of preserves and then remember to get the jar-opening aid that we have for this exact reason, a NEW thing happened!
I didn’t hurt my hand and fingers at all! But I seem to have popped something weird in my elbow and it hurts ever since whenever it’s called on to resist shear forces. I feel like it would be easy to fix if there weren’t all this skin, fat, and muscle in the way.
*I do not mean that I was stupid for injuring myself in this way, but that it’s stupid that it’s a way to even GET injured.
I just started myself a new blog specifically about illness and spoons and disability because, I will be honest, I wanted to grab the name before anyone else did.
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