Which means I'm officially fit again. Recovered from RSI to right arm. Yay!
Only...I'll miss going into his surgery, and while he's bending me every which way, sounding off about my life and everyone in it, and having a laugh...it's amazing how easy it is to talk and unburden yourself when you're strapped to a bench half-naked!
(Wonder if I should inform Jobsworth that I'm A-okay again...Nah.)