Then, in another testament to my continuing physical disintegration, I impinged my rotator cuff in my left shoulder. The result was that lifting my arm was agonizing. The doctor gave me a shot of steroids, and if you've never had the pleasure of a needle going into an inflamed joint, and then being moved around to make sure the medicine gets into all affected areas, I suggest you try it. You'll never gloss over tales of the Inquisition again. I was told to avoid all lifting for the entire week, which makes doing my job rather difficult. But I have found that the people at Home Depot are very helpful when you tell them you are broken and will gladly load six sheets of plywood into your truck for you.
On a less aggravating note, there is a Strawberry Festival going on in Plant City, and Mrs. Marius expressed a desire to attend. The blood bank to which I regularly donate is giving away a free ticket to the festival, so I went and did my civic duty the other day and we'll be strawberry bound as soon as she gets home from work in a couple of hours. I'll let y'all know how it was.
As for the pic below, it is apropos of nothing, but I think I would pay to see that movie over and over and over. ;-)
Peace, y'all.
Marius the Broken

2 comments:
I am sooooo sorry you're broken, Marius! Healing thought headed your way. Enjoy the strawberries!
So, was it Strawberry-riffic?
And I hate that you can go to a Strawberry festival at the same time I am prying ice off my car....
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