Whee, pain

[napoleonherself]

We just did the final move of that gigantic TV, into boy's room. At my suggestion, it's now on this weird board thing that's formica-d on one side, smooth side down, so boy can move it around his room without needing mom and me again. My suggestion because I don't like pain. For some reason, I always seem to get the worst of it when moving the TV -- mom was fine, but I had deep-inset purple marks on one hand (my WRITING hand, no less, good thing I don't really need to start the comic for a few more hours), and one finger was actually twitching uncontrollably, I guess 'cause I smashed a nerve or something...

Pain is fun. In that it's not really fun at all.

Comments

[malver.livejournal.com]

Considerable sympathies... :( :( ... hope it heals up soonest.

[napoleonherself.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's not like I was actually bleeding or anything. It's completely better by now. Just hurt horribly for a few minutes there.

[malver.livejournal.com]

Ah. That's good news, then, and glad to hear it. (Happier news than the particularly melancholic turn the music's taken on my CD player, certainly *g* )

[napoleonherself.livejournal.com]

*eats your CD player*

[malver.livejournal.com]

Wise choice- I have gotten too attached to the darn thing...
Hey wait... I *have* gotten attached to the darn thing... HALP!!!!
(Cleo: feeling so hungry you can) (hush, Cleo.)

[napoleonherself.livejournal.com]

Hmm... *ponders bunny stew*