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Pain makes up the southern and western boarders of my world. Eric to the north, and to the west lies a series of mindless computer games.

I'm walking with such difficulty that it's hardly worth it. I went for a scan yesterday morning and found myself trapped there. I could have called Eric, but he had a class room full of teenagers. I called my friends, but no one answered their phones.

I don't know if I have a fracture or if I'm at risk of a fracture or what.... I just know that I'll be commencing some sort of treatment soon.

How quickly the wheel of fortune turns!

I'm not upset, for the most part -- I may sound it but I'm really not -- I'm just ping ponging between agony and stupor. I've been worse places, but most places are better.