It all started in San Antonio. I was sent there to rep my state for a conference. The night after I got there things started going wrong. I sent the above message to a group of my friends. When I said hurts I mean, 7/10 pain after a dose of Tramadol. They all told me to go to the hospital, but I didn’t go that night for fear of getting stuck in a Texas hospital when I was supposed to pick up my daughter on Friday at home.
The Broken Body Builder 