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[joegoda]

My wrist hurts. Not a lot, but it's become a pain to write, so I'm not... much. I have some good ideas for the BP&G I'm working on, and if I could get my right hand to co-operate, they'd be written.

Darlin Capi provided some neat little Iso gloves, and even they don't help. Might just be Arthur Writus popping in for a visit. Might be the tons of typing I do at work. Might be stuff I have no idea bout, and it might be all or any of the above.

Regardless, I will be writing again... I just need to figure this one out.

You know... there's a bunch of folks out there that have a bunch of underlying stuff going wonky in their lives. I'm feel for you, and it makes my lil hand thing here pretty darn small, at least to me. I've got a solid place in my heart and head for all you, specifically Becky, who I quietly love, Amber, my favorite niece, Capi, my darlin sis, Susi, my favorite queen and sis, and all of those of us that I know need a bit of support and extra loving energy. For that Extra, Extra, Extra long sensation.
And for you, Kevin, I have a very special sort of place. You and me are interdimensionals, chum. You, I think, just let it get to you.

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It might be Carpal... I've had the twinges of it before. When I feel the beginnings of it, then I start to exercise the wrist in non-repetitive ways and vary my typing styles. I also keep an eye on how hard I hit the keys, specially the space bar which is the thumb. That's the digit that seems to take the brunt of my abuse.
It's a bit better this morning, which means I'm on the right tack. Looking forward to seeing you!