My arm hurt, and hanging from the manacle made that ten times as bad. My back was the worst thing, a slow, steady, pain that terminated in my midsection.
Owwww.
It seemed to build in intensity every second I paid attention to it, settling into a dull blistering of pain when I focused my attention elsewhere.
Try not to think about elephants. Or the Game. Which both I and all of you readers just lost.
(By the way, it just occurred to me that the Game is a lot like inter-continental nuclear war. The only winning move is not to play.)
If I didn’t focus on keeping my breathing steady and deep, I found that I unconsciously held my breath to minimize the pain. That only made it worse when I did have to breathe again, because it brought tightness in my throat and chest, along with agonizing coughing fits.
Ouch.
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