Ok, so I was doing a handspring last night, and I popped my clavicle out, and then popped it back in, and now it really kind of smarts in a big way.
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That sucks. Anything I can do?
Yet another reason why you rarely see any succubi at the summer olympics…
::lots of sympathy being sent your way::
:::Opal’s face twitches, contorts, and freezes in a rictus of terror and disgust and her whole day is ruined:::
Sorry 'bout that. I think I may aquire some drugs, 'cus this is actually really sore.
So there I was at rugby practice. Full contact practice, anyways I get the ball passed to me. So now I’m thinking I’m about to run some fools over. So I decide to run right at team-mate A. A tackles the hell out of me and I go down with a seperated shoulder. As I set the ruck team-mate B kicks my dislocated shoulder. Now my collar bone is broken also.
So I go to the Hospital and get x-rays, drugs and a warm bed. Next day when I see the x-rays collar bone looks like a broken no. 2 pencil. Fast forward 5 years, collar bone still looks like no. 2 pencil only taped back together at 84.36[sup]0[/sup].
Umm doesn’t that make you look a bit odd? (worry, no offense, but 84.36 is a pretty steep angle) And don’t they set those in some way? Or is it just luck and trying REEEEEEAL hare not to use that arm? 
:o
I meant to say “sorry…” not “worry…”
I think it’s beyond worrying now. Unless you’re talking about my spelling.
I’m sort of hoping nothing is broken. I’ve just taken some heavy-duty pain-killers with a nifty muscle relaxant.
Hopefully, this baby will be feeling better soon!
In the mean time:
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Al.