So last night was fun... I lifted a stack of Medium sheet outs and my left should screamed no. Not just no, but NO! NOPE!! NOT HAPPENING! Very nearly dropped the sheet outs on the floor but managed to get them back on the sheeter table because honestly, I'd be damned if I was going to have to sheet out more because I dropped them on the floor. What followed were two hours of some of the most excruciating pain I have had to endure for the last few years.
I couldn't even raise my left arm above my head and when I did... OMG...''John wanted to send me home but what it took me about an hour to be able to say through my pain and fighting of tears was that if I couldn't stand to get the thing over my head, there was no way I could drive home. And I was not kidding. Hooptie has some fine points and she lets me get away with a lot of crap I should not be doing while driving her, but driving her with intense pain in one shoulder is not something she would let me do. The trip home would have been probably similar to labor pain just up top. And I would it would have taken me forever because I would have had to pull over onto the side of the road to cry... a lot.
Somewhere around eightish, I raised it and put enough pressure on it to get that pop that I am sometimes rewarded with if I flex it out enough and ignore the tears. Believe me this happens about once a month, it's not something I can do every time this pain returns. But anyway, I was rewarded with the pop and the pain almost magically dissipated for the moment. Think... orgasmic like relief. Yes I said that and yes I meant that. If I had been alone in the store at that moment the sigh and moan that would have left my mouth unchecked would have made passerby think I was getting pounded in there. But I wasn't alone and only a faint moan left my mouth. I do have some class... I may not show it often but it's there. But don't tell my mom or she'll think her lessons on how to be a lady stuck and I'll be expected to show class from now on.
I know it's my rotator cuff because about a month or so ago I went to an urgent care clinic and they looked at it enough to tell me it was that but they couldn't do any more because my dr was denying permission to be seen outside of her office. But here's the funny thing... I can't get an appointment with Lewis because her office counts that as my yearly visit not a sick appointment. I have already used my yearly visit for 2014 and will have to wait until 2015 to see her again. Cause you know, being in a massive amount of pain for months on end isn't something that your doctor should care about when you are on medicaid.
I looked online and it said something about taking ibuprofen and naproxen to relieve swelling and pain. I took a motrin 800 last night and was able to sleep without waking up in pain. Usually when I pull it the wrong way, the following five or so nights result in broken sleep because I roll over on it or lift my arm above my head in my sleep and wake up immediately crying. The fact that the night of the pain coming back full force I was able to sleep with ibuprofen means that it's not torn as badly as I thought it would be and that if I go to the er (Since Lewis is denying that this needs to be looked at )they will give me more motrin 800 or naproxen and most probably put me in a sling to keep it still.
I have been dealing with this pain for almost five months now. To say it comes and goes would be wrong. The pain is ALWAYS there, it just depends on how bad the pain is. When I do something stupid like oh say... my job... and try to move a stack of sheet outs Or try to lift a pizza from the oven (Seriously I couldn't lift the XL's to save my life last night and a works pizza... fuggetaboudit...) it comes roaring back. Usually I'm able to hide how bad it hurts, last night I was not.
Hey, I'm not always wearing my superwoman cape... It clashes with my new Howies shirt...
So I have to get dressed and get something to eat so that I can take the motrin and or aleve. Can you take those together?? and get to work. The getting dressed thing is going to take the longest because of the motion over my head. Like I said, if this pain goes into tomorrow I'm just going to say fuck it and go to the er. I wonder if Mommy can drive me. I will have ask her. Or the ex I can ask the ex to take me and come back for me.
Also I just found my flixeril and I'm hoping that the muscle relaxer will take some of the edge away for tonight. We will see.
That being said, I have three hours to get ready... Better get started.. Yay!
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