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What's not great is that I'm putting all these words oin the screen but the story is barely advancing. What on earth is my guy doing, spending all this time discussing plum branches and baby names? I'll cut it out later if necessary. Anyway I got the conflict rolling.
The young woman is asleep on the couch, exhausted by unmanageable pain. I called the doctor yesterday to adjust her medicine or something and got -- more Vicodin. Possibly a higher dose. There must have been a drop in the communication string somewhere, because the point was that the Vicodin is not doing the job.
It pisses me off that I can't make it all better. And you know what's worse? She apologized.
The young woman is asleep on the couch, exhausted by unmanageable pain. I called the doctor yesterday to adjust her medicine or something and got -- more Vicodin. Possibly a higher dose. There must have been a drop in the communication string somewhere, because the point was that the Vicodin is not doing the job.
It pisses me off that I can't make it all better. And you know what's worse? She apologized.
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My friend's son had a wierd injury a year ago or so. They took him to a university hospital (that's strong in treating sports related-injuries) for mri imaging and stuff, but I don't think they ever found out what was really going on. Eventually it just got better on it's own.
I do hope your knee starts healing soon.