However, to add insult to injury... or maybe injury to insult... although I'm not sure where the insult lies... unless the insult is to my psyche...
Anyway, having seen Dr Compassion today and doing my customary burst of tears as soon as I sit down, "No we're not pregnant yet. Yes, I feel like crap about it". I mentioned that my shoulder had been hurting. Quite a lot actually but only when I try to put my arm up in the air or my hand behind my back or lie on my left side or...
Well the upshot is I've damaged the ligaments in my shoulder and I need a cortisone injection or physiotherapy. Hmmm.... physio please! I have no idea how this happened, my shoulder just started hurting one day and didn't stop.
So next week I am seeing an orthopaedic surgeon to discus my crunchy arthritic toes and now a physio to discuss my shoulder. The following month I'm seeing a fertility nurse to discus my ladyparts and at some point I'm seeing the mental nurse to discus my mental state.
I think that's enough now oh magnificent and marvellous universe. Enough balls in the air. Enough appointments to remember. Enough parts misbehaving. Enough. Mmmkay?
The good news is that my plantar fasciitis is more or less healed. Whoop.
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