~~ "She has so many aliases, you'd think she was a spy!" ~~

Friday, August 22, 2008

My mother never said "If you think too hard, you'll hurt yourself."

So I was just sitting at the computer trying to come up with a short story idea for an anthology, and apparently thinking hard is enough to pop a rib or two out of place. I'm back from the chiropractor now (my regular visit was this morning…), undoubtedly bruised (apparently I have strong muscles that require adjustments to be near violent to actually work) with orders to ice my shoulder for 45 minutes.

No writing. No sewing. No computer work. Sit and ice.

Well, fine then. My writing has been sucking like a 2-ton sucky thing anyway.


TeresaNoelleRoberts said...


Much in our recent email exchange now makes more sense. Ice that puppy, have another drink. and don't think so hard next time (? Yeah, right.)

The only other person I've known to accomplish that particular trick is Random. I always thought you two had a bit in common--pity that's on the list of shared traits.

Dayle A. Dermatis said...

Well, I hadn't had more than Ibuprofen in our first e-mail exchange, so I don't know how that made sense! LOL I'm surprised I displaced a rib—I would've expected a sprain of the brain.

But yes, my body is special. I've had one chiropractor, after seeing me work with a trainer once, tell me I could be a body builder if I wanted to, and the one today say, "Are you sure you're not hiding from us that you were a professional athlete 10 years ago?"

Um. Other than being a competitive swimmer in high school (much longer than 10 years ago), obsessively working out in law school (ah, depression, you evil bitch), and fencing from 1998 to 2002...no. Not even. I am the epitome of lazy.

But I'm guessing if I put my mind to it, I could be a combination of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Michael Phelps. Too bad my mind is elsewhere...