I had a lot of fun. I don’t know whether it was the asprin or my sadistic nature, but the minute someone was tied up and screaming I didn’t hurt anymore.

It was a small and private soiree’ at my humble abode. I saw a couple of faces that I hadn’t seen in a while.

I even played a little. I was up cleaning the house but Charlotte kept having a hizzy that I was using my broken bone…I was not!

I got the frustration of watching someone not be able to follow simple instructions, and the irritability of this broken bone preventing me from ripping it out of their hands and doing it myself ( I truely am my mother’s daughter, only she would have bitch slapped him first!).

I couldn’t believe that it was 4 a.m. when the last guest left.

Now I have a session, and possibly another. My bone is only limiting range of motion and heavy lifting. I am starting to realize that most play I actually can do with out extending my left arm or lifting heavy weight.

I woke really pissed off because the pain and that I couldn’t roll over on my side and sleep in the fetal position. I wake screaming with nightmares and pain most every morning. I still haven’t taken any pain medication, and have been out of lidocaine patches for a while…not that they worked.