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A 24-post collection

Health update

For my marvellous readers still with me, I have a news.

Neither good news, nor bad. Just news.

There is very little that medicine can do for my wrists. And also, very little that they can do for my heels.

The Spurs I have are a symptom rather than a cause. They show that I have ligaments that are pulling on the bottom of my heels.

All I can be done, in both cases, is the liberal application of anti-inflammation cream, and whatever I can do to make myself comfortable.

I paid $60 to learn this. And I will pay a further $75 just to see the expert to tell me what kind of shoes I need to wear. That will happen in June. [I swear I might kill somebody if the expert just says ‘wear the shoes you are already wearing now’]

I’ll do what I can do heal between then and now.

We’re also doing whatever we can to find better software, that will allow me to write, without using my wrists. The current system, as it exists, is a pain in the arse.

I don’t know how much longer I can hold out without writing.

Thank you, everybody, for your patience with me. It means the world.

My humblest of apologies...

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Today’s story may well be my last.

Not for lack of prompts. I have lots of prompts.

Not for lack of sales. I would do this even if my own mother never purchased a story.

It’s nothing you did or omitted. I promise.

It’s this fucking wrist. I did some damage to myself [NEVER SLEEP WITH ELASTIC ‘SOCK’ BRACER/BANDAGES ON, KIDDIES!] and I need to take a break from writing.

If you need me, I

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My humblest of apologies...

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Today’s story may well be my last.

Not for lack of prompts. I have lots of prompts.

Not for lack of sales. I would do this even if my own mother never purchased a story.

It’s nothing you did or omitted. I promise.

It’s this fucking wrist. I did some damage to myself [NEVER SLEEP WITH ELASTIC ‘SOCK’ BRACER/BANDAGES ON, KIDDIES!] and I need to take a break from writing.

If you need me, I shall

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Good news, bad news

Good news: after faffing around for a fortnight, I finally know what the fuck is wrong with my foot.

Bad news: I have a spur. And it’s still going to hurt like fuck for two more weeks.

Worse news: If it’s still hurting after said two weeks, I need to see a podiatrist, which is going to co$$$$$t.

Good news: The clever people in the medical industry make shoe inserts for people with spurs.

Bad news: They&

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As the Drama Flies...

I usually name my mythical soap operas _All My [NOUN]s_, mad-lib style. But my life is definitely As the Drama Flies. And believe me, it’s flying pretty damn low, right now.

Got some expensive and some not-so-expensive stuff to try and train the hound not to chew shit he shouldn’t chew. Neither of said stuff is waterproof.

Gave selfsame stuff to Hubby and Mostly Shiftless. It hasn’t been seen since.

It rained.

Dog decided to

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Disaster Cascade

I tripped on a chair, stubbed my toe, and completely bolloxed the heel of the same foot in the space of a few seconds.

In the process of hobbling to bed, I did something horrible to the opposite knee.

I need crutches just to get around, but before I got them, the rheumatism in both my wrists flared up and I needed to put my bracers on.

24 hours later, I’m not that much better.

My heel still hurts like

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