Blasted my funny bone on my left arm about thirty feet in the air and it still hurts like the blazes three days later. Has made sleeping uncomfortable, and sitting to read in an armchair very unpleasant. Although, that being said I did manage to get within six pages of the end of my latest Dungeon Crawler Carl book, and can likely start book seven today, if I try hard enough! But, back to my elbow. I’m not certain what I was doing to bang the shit out of my elbow.bi think I had finished, and was descending on the auto belay and randomly caught my elbow on a jug that was slightly more prominent than I had previously thought when 8 was going up. And WHAM! right on the funny bone. Money shot! Tingles and pain from the elbow to the finger tips. A nearly entirely numb hand for the first little bit, and now nagging pain when my elbow meets a surface of any kind. The dangers of climbing… Oooh!
I’ve just had a cancellation for the morning walk, so I’ll do that alone today, just Graham and I. We can go up to the orchard, and off to visit my old dog’s grave site, and say hello. It’s been a couple of weeks since we’ve swung by there. Make sure he’s still hurried, and not a reanimated zombie terrorising the neighbourhood on his off days. Ha.
It’s Thursday, which means both Friday, and the weekend are within arm’s reach. Just gotta make it through the next couple of days, he says, to himself every week when life gets busy. I haven’t heard back from the accountant about my taxes, so I have that to pay at the bank before too much longer. We are officially beyond the halfway point of the month now. The joys of adulthood.
