totally, totally sucks
I’ve got a doc’s appointment at 230. Partly because I hurt a lot still (even this kills) and partly because I can’t go to class (driving, heavy bag, etc) and I need a note. Advil doesn’t seem to help much, ice was just cold, bengay just made mousie kinda high or something (amusing, but after a bit I was worried about her getting drain bamage or something), more working out did nothing but make it feel kinda worse, and massaging mostly just hurts.
I now have sore shoulders, since my arms have been mainly seized up since saturday. I am soooo gonna kick that boy in the nuts. Basically it’s like I don’t have freekin elbow joints. My range of motion with the least amount of pain is about 20 degrees either side of 90. At the position of 180, the pain is sooo damn horrible passing out sounds nice. I can’t get to that point myself, tho. I have to physically manhandle my arm to do it, with a wall and my opposite hand.
All in all, this totally sucks.
And I have to sit here and work on my projects, trying to get them done by wednesday. At this rate, I’m seriously worried about the wall, I may have to change what I’m doing there, the men aren’t really holding together well. The Plasti-gap is freekin useless at anything other than trying to glue my fingers together. Why does it look like together is spelled wrong? Plus, I still haven’t gotten my hands on any acrylic. Tonite I wanna head out to micheals or acmoore to try and get something. I’ve totally forgotten to do something about that. At least the sewing is almost complete. I don’t want to see another cotton ball for a long, long time.
I am not in a good mood. I’m totally hobbled here, and I don’t like it one bit. I hate not being able to do things, and I’m really not all that fond of pain (spankings aside), especially the constant, lingering kind.
I’m also actually sick of whining about the damn pain, but again, I freeking hate this state I’m in. So, as I said… this totally sucks. I’ve got to get to work now. Dammit.