Left clavicle is getting mostly back to normal, although I probably won't be 100% for another few weeks. I can type with two hands now, and tomorrow Brandi and I are planning to hike up Little Si, a tiny hill outside North Bend. Gotta start somewhere...

Every day is a little better than the day before as far as pain goes, but there are still excruciating moments from time to time. There was a few minutes yesterday when I was actually afraid that I might not get up from lying on the floor, and it passed through my mind that I might need one of those emergency necklaces they make for old folks when they fall and can't get up. I also caught some sort of stomach bug just the other day, which is wierd, because I haven't been sick in a couple years. Its funny how one little break can be so hard on the whole body.

Since the pain has become for the most part manageable, and have little to do except eat, sleep, type, and twiddle my thumbs, I think its time to at least start to get myself in running shape, if I want to be prepared for the Seattle Marathon this November. Don’t worry; I’m not deluding myself with visions of being a one-armed Prefontaine, but a little five mile walk to Starbucks to write and get some fresh air seems like a good idea. According to Dr.

After returning from the hospital Ryan, Nancy, and I spent a relaxing evening sitting on the couch watching "Grizzly Man," while I enjoyed a few hundred milligrams of hydrocodone and about ha;f a dozen pillows of various shapes and sizes before sinking into a deep, diazepam slumber. Remarkably, my shoulder didn't wake me up at all in the night, and except for a bit if stiffness the morning was as pleasant as any I could have expected.