What A Day!

My appointment to see the orthopedic doc about my shoulder was this morning. I was already in a twit before I even got there...worried about what was going to happen. Then when I pulled into the parking lot, I almost lost it. Every parking spot was full and I joined ten other vehicles circling around slowly...doing our best vulture imitation...watching eagle-eyed for an open space. 

Finally...FINALLY...five minutes late for my appointment...out of the corner of my eye I saw reverse lights as a car backed out.  Ah..ha!  I quickly zipped over and captured my prize...albeit a little crooked because the parking space was in the wrong direction...but nothing that a little reverse-forward-reverse-forward wouldn't fix.

When I made it inside, I realized why the parking lot was full.  I think that half the population of Jackson must have been sitting in the waiting room. Thankfully they were not all waiting to see my doctor, but still.

After filling out what seemed like enough paperwork to begin work on my autobiography, I settled in for the wait.  Fast forward and hour and a half later and I'm in an exam room sweating bullets. The doc finally makes his appearance.

The bottom line was a shot or an operation. I chose the shot. I'm not sure that I made the right decision...especially when they walked in the room with the syringe with a six-inch needle! Okay...so maybe I'm exaggerating a little...but not much. I pray that I NEVER have to go through that again. It was bad. It was beyond bad. It is almost eleven hours later and my shoulder is still hurting.

So now I wait and see what happens. If you think about it, please say a prayer for me that I don't completely fall apart anytime soon.