Yes, I am aware of the irony. Almost immediately after boasting how I'm putting off a physical because there's nothing wrong with me, I fell off my bike and broke my wrist.
Of course, I didn't immediately realize it was broken. Everything still worked, albeit painfully. HUGE thanks to the crew at the office for pestering me to have it checked out, and to Brad for giving me that final kick in the butt and going above and beyond to find a nearby acute care clinic.
I'll give the whole story later. Right now I'm in a splint and typing is difficult, so don't expect many updates here. (And if you catch me on AIM, be prepared for a SLOW conversation.) I go to an... orthopedist, I think, on Monday. Hopefully this won't be a long ordeal.
My best thing today? Waking up without an alarm, not feeling any pain, and eating some pancakes. Not too shabby!