The above title would, I suspect, summarise my day on Thursday. To go into more detail: I woke up at half-past 7, full of the joys of getting up at half-past 7, and as I began to stretch, felt my neck muscles tense, creak and then crack in a spectacular manner. After a delightfully warm sensation spreading through my left shoulder, I attempted to move and found, upon doing so, I was incurring excruciating pain. My shoulder was temporarily frozen, my neck locked dead-ahead and the slight amount of initial panic descended into full-blown anxiety. Fortunately, after ten minutes of slowly moving, I was able to get out of bed altogether and sit in the Living room. Mum suggested I go down to A&E to check I hadn't bumped any bones (generally, when I get up in the morning and stretch, my shoulders 'pop' back into their sockets temporarily as I am permanently subluxated
due to Hypermobility Syndrome
) or damaged any ligaments. After a lengthy wait in the Royal Infirmary, I was x-rayed and informed that all bones were fine, and I had likely pulled a tendon or somesuch nonsense. Lovely.
However, the neck is a little better today. I'm still sleeping on my left side to keep the neck muscles stretched, propping myself up on several pillows. I appear to nod off perfectly well enough and sleep as I would normally do, but the pain does make me dread moving once I am awake.
So, I went home on Thursday to get a little parental TLC, and was pleased to discover two very wonderful letters: the first from my solicitors, telling me the company who had insured the car that hit me (though the driver was not named on the policy) are admitting liability, as all evidence received points to the driver being at fault. I won't need to worry about going through the MIB now - hurrah! The second was from the company offering me a private medical examination with an appointment in the next couple of weeks. As it is, I am going to be visiting Rich (and staying with his parents for a couple of days) so I'm going to rearrange for afterwards - possibly early June, as I have exams not long after I'm back in Manchester. Things are finally
moving forward for me. I celebrated a little yesterday by buying a new top, and some cute underwear from Tesco's. Yes, I am hardcore
Things are looking up a little bit, and this helps me through the days.