So, my right shoulder is doing the Anarchy Leap again. It's pretty sore, despite oodles of TLC and the backpack being switched to the left side to give the right a rest.
It's not a pulled muscle, and it's nothing new. This has happened before. I had troubles with it all the way through Italy, culminating in near-screams in Rome and making my sleep on a cold tile floor at Heathrow a trial. It yowled, complained, and bitched all last summer until a physical therapist worked out the massive muscle knot that had been sitting there for six months (I recall watching the Vice Presidential Debates with my shoulder against a heating pad.)
It went away and started being just my shoulder again...until around Sunday of this week.
What's got me worried is the heat coming off of the shoulder when I compare it with the left-a sure sign of inflammation in the joint. I'm not usually a good judge of "is this warmer than the other one?" check on my own, but even stupid me can tell when the left one is normal and the right one is hot as Hades. And the constriction that the swelling puts on the arm below it usually makes my elbow joint and fingers swell along with it.
I really, really hope it's not the arthritis coming around for another swing. I'm not going to be around my rheumatologist much longer, but as I don't know where I will be in two or three months, well, let's just everything is kind of screwy with my future and I don't need puffy angry red joints to join into the mess right now.
Besides that, not much else going on. This is kind of consuming my mind at the moment.
Ta,
Bec
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