Saturday, February 28, 2009

The stiff upper lip

I certainly complain a great deal. And loudly. One would think that
no one had ever ruptured their achilles before. My dad actually
re-ruptured it at 13 weeks, right there in the Dr's office because i
was messing around in a chair. Dad had the good graces not to be a
crybaby.

I have a big lump of scar tissue that apparently will break up if i
keep rubbing it. If it works, the I'll be amazed.


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