Remember that lame schoolyard joke, where someone would hurt their finger and some moron would say, "Want me to make your finger feel better?" - and then punch the poor person in the shoulder?
This evening, I had a splitting headache. It was likely from going to bed too late and then waking up at 3:30 and again from 5:30 onwards with Little Miss Twitchy.
I dragged my aching head outside to give the dog a walk. Before we went, I wanted to check on something on the second floor of the shed (yes, my shed has two stories - it's a big shed). The steps were icy from the recent melt and subsequent freeze - something that I forgot about on my way back down. I slipped and landed hard on my left arm. Pain shot through my elbow and shoulder and I wondered for a moment if I broke something. I stood up, made sure that everything was working - and realised that my headache was gone. Completely gone.
My arm feels fine, too.