I kinda noticed it on my way home, mostly because I couldn't walk without wincing or limping, or wanting to take a machete to my own midsection.
But now, at 8:31PM, coupled with the cramps, the pain has tackled me to the ground, wrapped my shoelaces around my throat and whispered in my ear: WE ARE NOT AMUSED.
There goes my goodnight sleep...
*smooches...afraid of my own body*
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wish I hadn't thrown out that Aleve last spring...