I'm a person who likes to know what is happening from day to day. If I plan things and something disrupts those plans I'm not a happy camper. That's the "J" part of my "INFJ" personality.
Yesterday I left work early because I just wasn't feeling well. I'd not been home even an hour before I really started to feel lousy. I will spare you all the grisly details - you don't want to know - but the last straw was me rolling out of bed onto the hardwood floor, smacking my entire right side. In no time at all I could tell I'd hurt my shoulder. I couldn't lift my arm away from my body at all.
Well, I just got back from urgency care. X-rays are inconclusive as far as they can tell at the moment. they need to be read by a radiologist. My care giver sees what looks like a crack at the top of my arm bone where it joins the shoulder but she isn't sure. The physicians assistant dealing with trauma walk ins wasn't sure either. So here I am with my arm in a sling, shot full of drugs, and waiting for a radiologist to read the X-ray. That may be tomorrow or it may be Monday. In the meantime my arm is immobilized. I didn't make it to the guild Sew Along last night. I have strict instructions to do NO quilting! I can't even think of touching Gandalf, my long arm. I called Cher and told her I couldn't quilt her top. I have another customer quilt that needs to be done by the 25th - time will tell whether or not that's going to happen. At least the rest of the customer quilts have no deadline.
Gone are my hopes of doing the first customer quilt, a charity quilt, and the 4 tops of my own that I stitched backing for on Thursday evening. No hand quilting on Fireworks. Nothing but pain and boredom. Right now I'm looking at the silver lining - at least the shoulder wasn't dislocated. And since I can't drive do I can't work I might be able to catch up on blogs. Won't be commenting much however, as I'm sure I shouldn't be typing.