I'm hanging in there, continuing to recover. My bad shoulder still screams a lot, but my range of motion is getting better every day. The skin on my chest is healed up from being ripped off by all the tape, but I've still got a fairly spectacular collection of bruises.
Just taking it one day at a time...
**How can you care?** 'Because I choose to.' **You make it sound so simple.** 'That's because it is simple. Hard sometimes, but simple.'
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