I'm not 40. I'm much older. I won't say how much older. Just...lots older.
However, my brain thinks I'm 20. My body knows it is not 20.
This morning, my body really let me know how badly I screwed up.
I was simply washing dishes, over the sink, when something "gave".
It was just below my neck I felt this sudden give, but the pain shot into my right shoulder blade. I didn't move at first. I thought I might have dislocated something. I've dislocated my shoulder before. After all.
Then I realize I could move, but if I moved certain ways, there would be an instant of no pain, before it built slowly and grew into a deep groaning awfulness.
Turning slightly, bending over, twisting even slightly to the right, turning my head to the right while slightly bending, raising my right arm, breathing in while turning certain ways---all these movements illicit groans, screams, moans and some cursing.
Onto the internet I go, looking up shoulder anatomy. I believe I pulled my rhomboid, either the major or the minor. Six weeks it can take to heal. Rest, ice, heat, anti inflammatories.....fricking no!
UPDATE: Suddenly tonight, sitting here, I turned my neck slightly and terrible popping sounds went off in it, a shooting awful pain, after which, I seem to be fine. How strange is that? I think I got something out of place, that snapped back into place, like a tendon or ligament, whatever those are. I shouldn't say for sure, because maybe the Aleve is kicking in or something, but I can bend again, raise my arm, turn my head. Happy!
Been doing too much. I was already knowing something was failing yesterday, when I took up the kittens. I even asked if someone might be available to haul the two boys up the stairs, as they were in one carrier. There was someone who could help, but I couldn't find the person, and I thought to myself, "no problemo". Later, I followed a volunteer to Costco, since they needed supplies at the sanctuary, but she did not have time to drive back with them. I helped load those too, then unload them.
But prior to yesterday, I got involved in projects here that required lots of lifting heavy objects.
Scored this 12 inch 10 foot long vent pipe at Habitat. I saw it there, and could not leave it after I saw it. I've been looking for a 12 inch vent pipe for a long time, to make an easy cat run out of. Got someone with a pickup to drive it here. Course I hauled it around single handed too. By now I have already spray painted it and cut window holes with that $5 jigsaw I got years ago at Habitat. Lined the hole edges with Dollar Store decorative duct tape. Got carpet scraps at Habitat to line it with. I was all set to hang it, along the fence outside today, as an awesome cat run. Might sit for awhile now, in the garage.
|How Awesome will this be, as a cat run, if my shoulder ever heals that is.|
|I also removed the old carpet from my homemade cat tree and put on new carpet. Carpet is from the Habitat Restore too. So cheap there. Huge rolls for a few bucks. Rolls that are heavy and awkward to carry.|
|It's kind of a catch all now, in the garage.|
I have another idea. A cat Ferris Wheel. I'll put it back on the stand but extend the stand higher and attach small carpeted (for traction) cat shelves with leveler hardware. I'll crank it round and round, once the cats load up for the ride.
Or, I will turn it upside down, like a like a yard umbrella, and switch the wheel mount bracket I use so it turns to the inside, and mount it to a post in the yard and hang plants, wind chimes and bird feeders from each angle. I could put some wind fins on its top, so it would turn in the wind.
I like the last idea. That one I may implement. If I ever heal that is, enough to do anything but moan when I move.