OK, in my defense, it was a Honey Baked Ham store. (Or, was it? I can't find it on their store locator. But anyway...)
The point is, I was rightly excited, and so my vigorous pointing and gesturing and jumping up and down was well within the norms for a ham-loving man.
And so was the left rotator cuff injury. Ah, the rotator cuff, one of the MOST EASILY INJURED parts of our intelligently designed bodies.
This was Saturday night. It was awesome.
Sunday morning, I felt fine. That is, until I went to grab a coffee cup from the cupboard. WOW was that awesome! I almost dropped the cup, that's how awesome it was.
Went to the doctor Monday, even though my shoulder was feeling better. Well, he soon took care of that. :-( So much awesome...
He said take Tylenol for awesome and an NSAID for inflammation, put Voltaren gel (a topical NSAID) on it, hot/cold pads, and don't use it for 10 days. Fine.
Picked up the pills and hot/cold pads BUT couldn't find a shoulder immobilizer anywhere. Owls, Ben Franklin, Walmart, Bi-Mart, nothing. Walgreens supposedly has them, but there's no Walgreens in Cheney. :-/
But anyway. Had a real moment of awesome yesterday. I put the cold pack on my shoulder. Seemed fine. Then it slipped. I, instinctively, grabbed it. With my left (aka injured) arm.
It was blindingly awesome. o_O
I'm writing this on Tuesday night, three days after the injury. I'm still in a lot of awesome. Taking a shower is awesome. Doing the dishes is awesome. When enjoying Gentlemen's Entertainment, I usually delight sinisterly; that's now too awesome to be possible.
My point is, I'm having an awesome time.