My shoulder is bothering me. The swing-away arm on my wheelchair does not swing far enough away, so unless I maneuver carefully, my arm is unsupported and my shoulder winds up aching.
Normally, I do maneuver carefully, but this week has been hectic and I forgot one day. Now despite plenty of Advil any jarring of my arm hurts like blue blazes. And I go through a lot of jarring in a day. Trust me.
About the only bonus, when the pain causes me to almost throw my cup down at dinner, I do have an excuse.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
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3 comments:
really sorry to hear about your discomfort. Just curse every time it hurts.
sdt
Make sure you have enough curses left to continue as CEO.
EMT
Never fear.
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