Jack of Harts

So, I pulled a muscle today. Was doing one thing, and a totally different muscle in my chest gave way. My first thought was, “Thank God it’s just a muscle.” It had been hurting all day and I was starting to wonder if it was serious. My second thought was “Oh God it hurts.” Not kidding. On a scale of 0 to 5 broken ribs, this hurt more. It was agony. It was nearing “man with cold” on the universe ending scale. It hurt to breathe. It hurt not to breathe. It hurt to move. It hurt not to move. My life was one unending spectrum of hurt. Now my mom has some pain pills right now. Including one that is “take one for pain once every four hours, and if you need it more than, you need to go to the emergency room” level of painkiller. But it would be wrong and possibly illegal for me to take those, so long story short, Tylenol and Ibuprofen are wonder drugs that have made me the new man I am today. 🙂