It's 4a. I'm up wandering around, trying to get comfy.
I fell in the park on Sunday - late in the afternoon.
It's kinda cool I could get so rowdy with my dog to acquire a "sports injury."
Technicians reading the x-rays were impressed at the way my shoulder looked.
They used words like, "exploded."
I'm told I get to be stitched back together.
it's just a little hard to get comfy - so, I'm up . . .
hey, what are you doing?