Why Waking Up at 3:30 AM is Goodby
This past month has been real madness. With a brokenfinger, I managed..., and feeling sorry for myself because my finger is broken. I hardly feel good about myself during this time...
I've got blisters on my fingersby
. He may have broken it (any time you touch it he whimpers) but I'm not taking him to the Dr unless it gets worse -- it didn't even seem swollen this evening. I've taken DD for x-rays for broken toes twice, and it's...
fracture, sickness, blood. Oh please don't let there be blood.
Sometimes we just feel broken. I watched several friends become broken this past year. Jason is currently dealing with foot issues. Patty is recovering...
My First Finger...by
Amy and April Y.
and right. And now that I’ve broken the seal with the middle finger, I can’t promise that I won’t.... And most of the time, I don’t let it bother me.
Sometimes though… I give you the ole index finger. That’s right...
my arm is NOT brokenby
about whether my arm was broken or not.
On Wedesday I fell while at the gym. I had just finished an exercise... my arm felt terrible.
Covered in bruises from my shoulder to my fingers I was in so much pain. I liked...