To be honest, I realise that it's a fib to say one finger typing as because I awkwardly use the shift key - I suppose this is vaguely two finger typing ... either way it's a real fag (no readers so far in USA so no worries about misinterpretations).
- Never mind "ban the burqa" - I say "ban the bursa". This thing called a bursa is a liquid-filled sac that lubricates joints like the elbow and shoulder. It is still looking like I have bursitis - here's some info - but my first post-MRI Dr appointment is this morning in a few hours - so I must try to return to bed and sleep but as ever I awoke at 2.30 a.m. in pain. What else is there to do but write over a cup of tea and toast whilst the pain subsides (although I cannot take more pills until six a.m. for fear of overdosing). I do have liquid morphine but I am resisting taking this except in the very worst case of pain.
How is bursitis treated one asks. This article makes suggestions that may involve steroid injections which frankly I am reticent about - but ask me again when the pain strikes and as the spy said - OK I'll agree to anything.
Yesterday was a long and fairly fraught day in Hull with Jane having to do all the driving at present. she's exhausted and not helped by my screaming out in pain just as we negotiated the south-facing approach to The Humber Bridge. What triggered this may be that I tried to use my right arm/hand to adjust my seat and all hell broke use with pain and cramping/spasm in my left arm again. Poor woman is at her wit's end.
Well, I hear you (reader/s) ... boring ... boring ... boring. Nobody is more bored with this fiasco than me - and maybe my wife, Jane. My life is totally on hold whilst daily tasks and the simplest things have to be 're-routed'. - Ever tried putting a dressing gown on with a sling in place and trying to maintain one's modesty at the same time by, one-handed, doing the pull cord up to keep the gown from flapping open? Teeth brushing, under arm hygiene, putting a belt on blah blah blah is all great fun (NOT).
Typing for an hour and just a few paragraphs produced - time to return to bed - but the bloody cat's not returned from his moonlit jaunt - he'll have to stay out and take his chances - he won't come when I call.
Wish me luck at 10.20 a.m. today at the G.P.'s!
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