Yesterday marked three weeks since my surgery. I'm down to only one crutch, but yesterday this crooked crutching gave me a wicked full-body crick from being twisted asymmetrically. Two crutches, though preventing both hands from carrying items, are a symmetric mode of transport. There is a crick in my neck, in my shoulders, in my back, in my hip.
This post's theme word: strigil, "an instrument with a curved blade (used esp. to scrape sweat/dirt from the skin)."