I just had to go mouth off to the Internets about how lucky I am and how I rule all things blog contests. What’s that saying? Oh yeah,
KARMA IS A BITCH!
Karma is putting my cocky self back in my humble place. In the form of, “Oh my God, I can’t move my right arm. Ouch, ouch, crap, ouch. Breathing is too painful, just kill me now.”
And that was the PG version (you are welcome, Mom!).
It seems I slept funny or did something funny, because as I was brushing my hair this morning, pain shot up and down my back on the right side. I think I have a pinched nerve just under my right shoulder blade. The only comfortable position is leaning slightly forward, shoulder hunched at an angle. Call me Granny! To make matters worse, my neck is starting to hurt since I have been holding it in odd positions all day in an attempt to dull the pain. It’s not working.
Don’t worry about me though, B is taking great care of me, as he laughs and taunts me while trying to help me into my pants. (Is that like an oxymoron or is it just ironic?)
*This whole post was written on Advil, just wait until I get the muscle relaxers tonight!
oh no!! well i hope you have a good evening of muscle relaxers and sleep
Do you need your Mommy? Get out the heating pad. A warm bubble bath will do wonders. Bless you, B!
You poor thing. I HATE getting hurt like that! It infringes on every area of your life until it goes away!
Sounds like you NEED a massage to work out that cramp. Actually, I’m going to try to use that one on Brian: “I need a massage because Megan hurt her arm.” Perfect.
Owwie. I hope you feel better soon!!