"Well this is a mess!"
"Well this is a mess!" These were the exact words my orthopedic doctor used to greet me on Thursday to share the results of my MRI. I had torn my shoulder a few weeks back (trying to lock the back row passenger seat in place while turned around in the driver seat). Yup, not smart! Then, instead of resting - we moved. So I packed, and lifted, and packed and lifted. Then, I slipped on a stack of flattened boxes - and while trying to spare my shoulder - landed on my forearm and burned it on a wooden stair case. THEN, while in the new house, I attempted to lift my 80lb chocolate lab up four stairs (usually not an issue), but as I exerted force, my shoulder gave out. So needless to say - I've been unable to do all I need to do. I have pictures to hang - and boxes still to unpack. My hopes of landscaping and building a vegetable garden and chicken coop are being put off until next Spring. Even getting dressed and clicking the seat belt fastener is a challenge. Being on...