Turns out that Nile must be stronger than he looks. On Monday I thought I'd pulled a muscle. That's really what I thought, until I realized it was getting worse instead of better. All day Tuesday it hurt to breathe, and a lot worse to cough. Then I realized that certain spots on my ribcage were very senstive to touch. So, finally Thursday I went to the doctor, got 7 or so x-rays, and found out that I have a fractured 6th rib. The only remotely "contact" sport I've played in the last week was when I was "wrestling" with Nile on Sunday evening. I figure he must have thrown an elbow...
So what is in store for me? 4-6 weeks of recovery, mega-doses of ibuprofen, and no more wresting in our house!
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