And I Wasn't Even Drunk
I slipped on the ice several times this morning, and the third one really hurt my hip. I was worried for a bit that I'd broken it. Again.
It was a sobering thought.
An even more sobering thought: This means that Nancy Reagan and I officially worry about the same problems.
It was a sobering thought.
An even more sobering thought: This means that Nancy Reagan and I officially worry about the same problems.
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Are you all right? Are you still hurting? Have you been to the hospital? I really hope that you're O.K.
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Thanks for the concern; I'm fine and back to my normal limp. I convince myself at least once a month that I've broken it again, but it's almost always nothing a couple dozen advil and a few martinis can't fix.
Adviltinis! Absolutely the drink of the late twenties.
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