I suppose that hitting the clutch put my poor leg in exactly the right position for a lot of pain. I don't know what I'm going to do about this.
As much as I hate limping, I hate pain worse. Even sitting down hurts. Lying in bed right now hurts. I have a strange desire to stab a knife in there and cut out whatever is ruined inside my hip socket.
Why am i still awake? A combination of frisky dog happily barking all over the darn house and the homemade veggie juice I drank for dinner three hours ago. I guess it's all the B vitamins -- I feel rather alert.