Friday, and this time I mean it
May. 23rd, 2008 10:22 amI probably shouldn't have gone to PT today, since in the ten hours before the appointment, I tweaked my shoulder three times. And then I went to PT and got heat and stimulation and ultrasound (ow) and massage (OW) and exercises (ow) and ice and followed all that with Advil. Now my shoulder is grumbling quietly(ish) and my neck is sore.
Since I had PT at 8:15 this morning, I didn't have any breakfast, and I'm grumpy because I didn't eat and grumpy because I hurt. Also grumpy because our receptionist is out today and because I came in late, I got stuck with answering her phone from 1:00 - 3:00. I very carefully did not answer the email with "Oh, I suppose so; it's not like I have a choice, is it?".
But it's Friday, thank goodness, and I don't have work or PT on Monday, thank goodness. And I do still have food, clothing, shelter, and enough money to afford to keep Lily and go to PT. And I got paid this week. In the final analysis, life is pretty good; I just wish I could arrange for breakfast to happen more often and hurting my shoulder to happen less often.
Since I had PT at 8:15 this morning, I didn't have any breakfast, and I'm grumpy because I didn't eat and grumpy because I hurt. Also grumpy because our receptionist is out today and because I came in late, I got stuck with answering her phone from 1:00 - 3:00. I very carefully did not answer the email with "Oh, I suppose so; it's not like I have a choice, is it?".
But it's Friday, thank goodness, and I don't have work or PT on Monday, thank goodness. And I do still have food, clothing, shelter, and enough money to afford to keep Lily and go to PT. And I got paid this week. In the final analysis, life is pretty good; I just wish I could arrange for breakfast to happen more often and hurting my shoulder to happen less often.