Oh the pitiful life of an aging fencing coach.
Yesterday started having pain. Last night was unbearable. Prescription pain meds did nothing. Bourbon did nothing. Sleep didn't happen.
Called my specialist today ... he's on vacation. Got his partner, he ran me thought a series of over-the-phone tests. Satisfied that it is not an infection, he figures I tore something. Scheduled an ultra-sound and told me to try heat, or ice, or an electronic tens unit, or ibuprofen, alcohol or some combination of all those, anything to make it through the day. Rest, don't use my arm.
Lots of visitors on the way, my brother is bringing an arm sling along with a pie and a side dish
This could be a loooong fencing season if I can't use my right arm.
Yesterday started having pain. Last night was unbearable. Prescription pain meds did nothing. Bourbon did nothing. Sleep didn't happen.
Called my specialist today ... he's on vacation. Got his partner, he ran me thought a series of over-the-phone tests. Satisfied that it is not an infection, he figures I tore something. Scheduled an ultra-sound and told me to try heat, or ice, or an electronic tens unit, or ibuprofen, alcohol or some combination of all those, anything to make it through the day. Rest, don't use my arm.
Lots of visitors on the way, my brother is bringing an arm sling along with a pie and a side dish
This could be a loooong fencing season if I can't use my right arm.