I went on vacation to the Bahamas, and now I have a burning feeling.

It's not as bad as it sounds. Carolyn and I were walking down a street in Nassau on the warmest (80ish, felt hotter in the sun) day of the trip, and we made the mistake of walking side by side down a narrow sidewalk. Next to me were some crappy metal doors/walls/gates, all painted white, nicely camouflaging the nasty handle that was sticking out like a big metal hook. I walked straight into that thing and it dug into my shoulder. I didn't bounce off or anything. It just kept digging until it had put about the deepest bruise you can get right into the shoulder.

A week later, it's finally healing. I can tell because the aching has changed to burning and twitching. I actually have a faint hope that the army of white blood cells my body has sent to the area are healing old injuries in that shoulder.