Tuesday, September 14, 2010

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ALL RIGHT, SO I WENT TO A BURSA THERAPIST, (sometimes known as an M.D.) and he
cheerfully doled out the RXs for my Bursa (sometimes known as tiny mediators gone berserk).

Thus, my temper-tantrum-throwing little shoulder pads have been mollified a bit. Even so, I'll be ever so happy to forget all about their existence and pack my bags for the OBX (sometimes known as the Outer Banks of North Carolina, and where I'm headed quite soon). I've promised the Bursa they get to go, too, but they're going to have to behave!

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