I've pretty much had it with this year.
I mean, it's a write-off, after all.
The past 5 months have been spent carting an almost useless arm around like some spare appendage that likes to cause me great discomfort at the most inopportune times. Ever try to scratch your left shoulder when your right one won't let you move said arm that far? How about getting into and out of clothing that usually means arms lifted overhead? No? Well, it's not something I highly recommend. It's downright frustrating and painful.
It's been known to cause my eyes to well up with tears during the effort. And for me to swear a blue streak too. I've not yet resorted to kicking one of the cats, though. (I know you are thinking it can't be all that bad then, if no cat kicking has been involved.)
And the year is not even remotely over yet. The best (and I use that word extremely facetiously) is yet to come.
In just shy of 5 weeks, I will undergo the repair operation for said defunct shoulder. From what I have been told, the recovery and rehab is long, painful and arduous. I would prefer to skip that part.
Perhaps we could fast forward to 2012? By then, things should be getting back into a more normal rhythm. I should be back at work, at least on a graduated return, depending on how the shoulder tolerates the workload. I should be not in much pain anymore.
And I might even be able to take up ice skating again. I had planned on that last winter. Something put the kibosh on that plan last winter.