Thy sin's not accidental, but a trade.

The shoulder is still fucked up. It doesn't hurt, not in the classic Ow Ow Ow sense. It burns and it aches. I can move the arm, but not much. Its instinct is to curl up against my chest, as though in a sling, as it is difficult to swing the arm back and forth; it twists at a strange angle that strains the deltoid muscle. But I'm sure it will get better with time as always. Time, massage, and anti-inflammatories.

This has cheered me to no end. I could spend hours. Click click.
http://www.pangloss.com/seidel/Shaker/

"You do unbend your noble strength, to think so brainsickly of things."