In bed the night before, I searched to find a comfortable and safe position for my damaged hand. It was not easy because I had to leave it sort of dangling and I wasn’t able to change my position as often as I would have liked. I awoke ready to administer a damage report and plot my next move. What was this?! A miracle had occurred! My hand, which I could barely move the night before, was improbably and drastically healed. It was still tender to the touch, but the swelling had gone way down. Even more miraculous, I could presently move it around at almost near full range of motion. I marveled at the ease that I could touch my pinky to my thumb. And what was even crazier was the fact that, since I
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