I think I managed my pain pretty well today. In fact, I would almost say I didnít have pain most of the day. Then something happened, late tonight. And you know I know from late. I probably should have left it for the morning, but then I might have been debilitated all day. At least by destroying myself late tonight, I could take my pain meds and fall into bed. Which is what I did.
I happened because it was time to lift a new five-gallon water bottle onto the cooler. Thatís what got my right arm sore in the first place, about a week ago. Obviously, if Iíve used five gallons of water from the cooler in a week, Iím not going to leave an empty bottle on it. I need my fresh water, all day every day.
By the time I had successfully installed the new bottle, I was in tears of rage at the fates that allowed me to suffer so. I simply couldnít lift the bottle any higher than my waist, so I had to pull a chair over to the cooler, lift the bottle onto the seat of the chair and from there onto the back of the chair, and then lift it the rest of the way while turning it upside down and trying not to spill the water.