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So, uh. George went and had keyhole surgery on himself yesterday. He can't use his arm properly for four weeks, so! Hooray, I have to help him dress/eat/getreadyforbed/makephonecalls/openhismail/makehimfood etc etc. Which I'm not really that fussed about, only it actually hurts to move right now, I haven't been hungry and when I HAVE been hungry, its been for weird shit. Seriously, I could quite happily go a day with just coffee and tea. And I don't wanna exercise because it actually hurts to move. and walk.
And I feel like such a shit because I've been talking about how much it hurts a lot but it HURTS and I don't know what it is and I've never been in his level of constant pain before. I've never broken a bone, never had a serious burn, etc etc.
On a side note, I saw two decent horror movies today. Uhm, Shutter was the first. I am FOND. Overly fond properly, but FOND.
And the second was The Descent. Which has a bunch of hot chicks dying or killing each other :'DDDDD Which is hilarious. And has accents! And crazy monsters and cave ins and I am also fond.
The end.
And I feel like such a shit because I've been talking about how much it hurts a lot but it HURTS and I don't know what it is and I've never been in his level of constant pain before. I've never broken a bone, never had a serious burn, etc etc.
On a side note, I saw two decent horror movies today. Uhm, Shutter was the first. I am FOND. Overly fond properly, but FOND.
And the second was The Descent. Which has a bunch of hot chicks dying or killing each other :'DDDDD Which is hilarious. And has accents! And crazy monsters and cave ins and I am also fond.
The end.