Been there, done that -- and by the time I had stopped playing with the do-nothing over-the-counter nonsense, there was some serious cutting going on. The recup

Been there, done that -- and by the time I had stopped playing with the do-nothing over-the-counter nonsense, there was some serious cutting going on. The recuperation period was long, and reminded me in no uncertain terms (and here I have to beg pardon) that the assholes really are in charge in this world. It seemed like everything I did, from brushing my teeth to blinking, involved a little-known ligament or tendon that led, inevitably, to the tender area. (HTML was without a version number at the time, I was creating online reference books for Lynx, and I had just heard of a new "graphical browser" called Mosaic ready for release, so there was no live blogging on the school system's grand-a-month web server.)