I’m alive!!!!

Not that I should be dead or anything, but two days ago there was a cracking noise coming from my right shoulder. First I was very nervous about that something had happened, like a shard of bone or something had been broken off. But instead it feels like the two parts “locked into” each other, and suddenly I could move my arm a wee bit more and so far no sharp shooting pains when I walk around in the confined space that is my apartment. Not that I’m doing any large movements, but it sure got a little bit easier to do things.

Yesterday I had a fabulous silllunch on the other side of my bedroom wall (aka at S&P), and I have to say that it was fun. That’s the one bad thing about being stuck in my apartment all day, the lack of social interaction. Come Monday I will have my first follow-up at the doctor, and hopefully he/she/it will have some good news. I will start to move about the giant playground that Porsön is, and hopefully loose the extra kilos that have been added to my body this past week of non moving around…

For now it back to the books and try to get some reading done…