Touching a Nerve

I wrenched my shoulder last weekend in a truly pathetic manner. It wasn’t replacing the guttering, putting a fence up, building the decking or anything like what I’ve done in the past couple of years. No, I think I did it pulling the Mclaren out of the boot of wifey’s car.

A week later though and it’s no better so I headed down to the out of hours doctors this afternoon. I think it’s called out of hours because by the time you’ve sat there for a portion of the day, waiting to be seen by the doctor, you’re basically out of hours and it’s time to give the kids tea and then put them to bed. Anyway, I digress. I’ve been popping ibuprofen and paracetamol all week but it’s not made much impact. Turns out I’ve got some inflamed muscles in my shoulder that are pinching a nerve. The more it hurts, the more I’m tensing the muscle and making the inflammation worse. Hopefully a course of what I technically refer to as drugs will improve the nature of my shoulder and general temperament or at the very least let me get a good nights kip.