On the morning of Thursday, May 15, 2014, I woke up with a sore left elbow. This set of blog posts is meant to document and capture the ordeal associated with said elbow: straight from the heart. No filter. Only the raw truth.
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I woke up and it felt like I'd banged my elbow against a wall, really hard. It felt like it'd been bruised. I took two Advil.
By mid-morning it was slightly swollen, and warm to the touch. Swelling was noticeable at close-range.
Tonight the pain has subsided a little bit, but it's still very tender.
End of Day 1.