It actually hurts to type. Son of a Bitch that was one nasty bitch to go through. I was literally climbing the wall. I'm serious, at one point, squished up against the wall I was trying to escape my knee and then my ass up the wall and sliding back, fuck me running it hurt! I warned the guy ahead of time that I have Seamanship Awards for language. He was a nice guy and respectful and I was able to contain my big mouth. I even said "Judas H.Priest" once, impressing myself. I think that was when they stuck the needle right into my bicep and wiggled it around on top of the nerve. No Sir, I didn't think it was very funny. The joke was on me, of course, as they gave me nothing for pain or sedation. Oh no you dirty slut, we want you to feel it all when we wiggle that needle into all three nerves in your arm. We want you to know it and feel it and wish you were fucking dead when we zap your nerves with our handy dandy nerve zapper on special at your neighborhood Walmart and Sam's Club!
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He told me that I have Cubital Tunnel Syndrome and Carpal Tunnel Syndrome both. Part of me was glad to hear it cause who wants to be a whiny bitch for nothing? You at least want your pain validated, right? Next, I'm not sure what they'll do. I've dealt with this for years now and it's not going to go away. My trigger finger is not what it used to be, damn look out it's Barney Fife. But I'm losing muscle tone and I'm not real happy with that. Fuck, I'm not a happy camper. Surgery? We'll see. I've been through worse. Bastards!! No one was killed again today, I think I'm getting the hang of this.