i sorta kinda hurted myself

so last night i dislocated my shoulder.
i know you're probably wondering, "Um, iliza...how can u be typing?"
well, let me tell you my blogger friends...it is possible to type with one hand. it's tiring, sure, but very possible =]
it all started when my very good friend wanted to crack my back. so i got down on the ground, my stomach facing up, and crossed my arms over my chest, each hand on each shoulder (her instructions). then, i did this breathing thing, and all of a sudden, she pushes down.
now, i know what you are probably wondering now, "O.M.G. SHE IS SUCH A B*TCH FOR DOING THIS TO YOU!" but TRUST ME when i say she did NOT mean for what happened to happen. she is too pure for that she loves me too much to do it <3
okay...so she pushed down on my arms, which in turn made me push down on my right shoulder, and...well........POP!
my shoulder came off for three seconds and then...POP! it went back in (well, after i slammed it against the floor).
all was well, until the overall pain hit me like a ton of unrealistically oversized bricks. it was so hard for me not to cry in front of everyone (at rehearsal). once i was home i got some drugs inside of me and my arm, just like THAT (*snap*) my arm was a noodle. i went right to sleep.
all was well again, until i woke up. then the pain was terrible. imagine having to go through a whole day being a lefty when you had gone your whole life being a righty. i needed help bathing, putting clothes on, and even brushing my teeth. it was a pretty interesting morning in the Smith residence.
don't even get me started on school. is everyone blind these days? can they not see the gigantic sling attached to the right side of my upper body? because people just keep bumping into me, pushing past me, slamming me into the wall.
well, i don't want to depress anyone. good news is that i should be feeling better in two-three days =]
wish me luck on healing!

ttfn!

love,
iliza