I had every intention of shooting yesterday. I took a few hundred rnds over to my parents house, but got busy bullshitting and had to fix a couple of things for them. My Dad tore his bicep and had to have surgery and is unable to do most things. He has a wicked looking apparatus on his arm. I hope I can get out and shoot next weekend.
I guess that muscle ripped completely apart. They had to pull both ends of it back together and secure them to the bone with some pins and sew them back together.