Can You Spell O-U-C-H ?

For those who haven’t seen my FB post—sigh—I managed to take a header on the sidewalk.  Wasn’t paying attention (knew that section had issues and should have been aware).  Wham!  Hit the concrete flying, literally.

In those two seconds, and darkness. I knew it was going to be a major “incident”.  Impact made, it felt as if my right (dominant) arm had sailed into the heavens. 

Two young men very kindly helped.  The lady in the nails’ salon called 911.  Off I went to ER.  A jam-packed one.

Long (dull but painful) story short, I eventually was put under and my shoulder re-located.  And now, I’m off work for a month . . . figuring out how to type, because it’s a challenge right now (o-u-c-h).  Well, all one baby step at a time, I suppose.

I was so proud of the muscle definition in my arms.  Now, they’ll look saggy and old, and man, am I p’o’d.  If I’d only paid more attention.

All in hindsight, right?  All in hindsight.  Sigh.