Well, hospital this morning was fun. <sarcasm intended>
I got there and found that the pharmacy didn't open until 08:30 - the same time as my appointment with the physio so wandered upstairs and registered at Allied Health and told them my prediciment. Then I "disappeared" back downstairs and stood right outside the pharmacy window until the opened, put in my script and ran back upstairs.
The physio session was pretty good. She had no real ideas on the "strange sensation/issue" with my shoulder but was willing to go with either what my sister had said or something similar to do with my pec muscle on my R side.
Anyway, afterwards I was intending to go and buy a pack of smokes and a drink because I have a friend who is in hospital and I knew that the Visiting Hours didn't start for another hour, but as I was walking towards the lift she was wheeling herself towards me!
So we went down to the designated smoking area and had a bit of a chat and a relax together and then I went to pick up my script and she went back to the ward she had come from.
Then (apart from taking a Xanax) it was just a case of catching a bus and I was "home and hosed".
My housemate and I took a walk up to a local shopping centre to grab some lunch and then (after eating) I completely crashed out for a couple of hours. The 2 Xanax that close together has just knocked me for six, even though they were completely necessary. It probably didn't help that I was already extremely tired and didn't wake very well this morning.
Now, I just have to face the rest of the day. Hopefully it is better than this morning way ... If not, heaven help us ...
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