Sometimes I get involved in forums on the interwebs (mostly HP related), sometimes I let others know something about myself, and sometimes they reach out to me, and sometimes, this makes me cry. That other people who don't know me personally are willing to offer me guidance and care makes me realize that the world isn't all bad.
My dad made me an appointment with an orthopedic doctor in 2 weeks. While I cringe at the idea of dealing with this pain for that long, I'd rather do that than go to the ER.
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