Or something like that. (My apologies to the late, great Mr. Adams that I may have slightly misquoted his manic-depressive robot.)
Seriously, I can relate to Marvin on this one. Okay, I don’t have any diodes–I’m not even sure what a diode is, precisely–but I’ve been having a lot of problems with my left side lately. (And due to the April A-to-Z blogging challenge, you’ve so far been spared from listening to me complain about them. Alas for you that the challenge excludes Sundays, eh?)
I know I’ve mentioned the thing with my arm before, but I’ll mention it again, just in case anyone missed that post, which was, after all, a long time ago. (And the arm thing was buried in a rant about movie-going…) The outer side of my upper left arm has a constant sensation of heat. It always feels hot, seriously. Sometimes only minorly, and other times it feels like I’m holding it in an oven or an open flame. It’s been particularly bad since the sun came out on my way to class on Thursday, and I spent two hours on hold on Friday trying to get through to the referrals desk at the hospital to get in touch with a doctor to see about it. (But I don’t even know what field of doctor I’d ask for, hence the need for the referrals desk!) Aaaanyway, so, that’s problem one.
Problem two is that my left ankle has decided that it’s sprained, and is sending me all the usual pain signals associated with a sprain. The odd thing about that is that it isn’t sprained. I haven’t even twisted it lately, not even a little bit. But it’s hurting as if it was badly sprained. It’s not swelling or anything, just hurting.
I feel like there must be something wrong with the part of my brain that regulates pain impulses coming from that side of the body. Only that makes it sound like a tumor or something, and I don’t want that. Maybe it’s just a pinched nerve. That’s probably much less life-threatening. I hope.
Uh, yeah, that’s all I have, sorry. Fortunately, the challenge is back on again tomorrow. The post will either be “E is for Eos” or “E is for Eurysakes.” I still haven’t decided yet. (If you have any opinions on that issue, express them now, before it’s too late!)
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