Pain.
Constant.
Irredesant pain. Im not sure if thats a word.
Fucking.
Fuck.
Like.
Pain.
My back, feels as if its been dropped off the edge of a building, onto a pile of cinderblocks.
it aches and throbs through my arms and legs.
Fuck. Its accompanied by the gracious presence of blood in my snot
And the sore throat that reaps me of any pleasure to yawn or fully breath.
Fuck.
Fucking fuck.
Pain.
It prevents me from breathing deep
Because my rib is broken and my shoulder is torn. So when I sneeze I grab tight to the loosely fitting pieces and hold tight.
Timing is everything.
If I push too hard on my chrest before the sneeze it hurts. If I push too late i kiel over nearly falling.
Megan. Youre holding me togher.
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