InsaneJournal

Well. That went well. I won my match at the cost of use of my arm. For some time. Goodness next time people should just drag me out of the ring when I look injured and ignore it. After all my years I've never broken a bone until Friday - my humerus is broken and needed some pins to hold together, I tore my rotator cuff and had a blood clot. But it could have been worse.

I am, of course, refusing pain medications. I simply detest them. Although the lack of using my arm is already driving me batty. And I'm incredibly thankful for voice to text and my dear Alucard.

Alucard
This is not exactly how I wanted to retire and take my place in Father's work, but I suppose it will just have to do. I am restless already, my love.