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My remembery wife pointed out this morning - with perhaps just a hint of longsufferingness in her tone - that I do in fact have not one but two TENS machines in my drawer, precisely for this circumstance, where my shoulder is painful enough to stop me working.

I hate the necessity, but this is why we have the word "necessity", for occasions where we really don't wanna. This is also why we have TENS machines*.

I'm in the library right now, trying to work regardless; it's easier on the laptop than the desktop, because angles, ergonomics, posture. (Why yes, I do indeed have appalling posture and shockingly bad set-ups at my desk, thank you for asking.) But I will buy batteries on my way home, and wire myself up as soon as I'm withindoor, and then I will be All Tingly for Valentine's Day.


*Why two, you ask? Because I used to flit heedlessly hither and yon, shuttling between the UK to the US two or three times a year, and if there is one thing I am certain of, it is that the TSA and the airlines would look with disfavour on a person boarding an airplane all wired up to an active electrical box, cables concealed beneath their clothing. So I went for the wife-in-every-port option. And now I have two, and only one body between them.

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