Repetitive Motions

Hospital[1]

Experiencing minor chronic pain
I’d calibrate if asked at three point five,
I won’t consult a doctor or complain,
considering how long I’ve been alive –
perhaps the symptom’s age-appropriate.
For though I have a parent living yet,
and even with my tactic – staying fit
and active – I’d be foolish to forget
how steadily I’ve used my starboard side,
and where I’ve worn my purse’s padded strap.
I cross my legs when sitting and I ride
a fitball for a chair – did wobble sap
my left Achilles tendon? Best take care
to alter use, and even out my wear.

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