The One Arm Bandit vs Judo… Well, that just didn’t happen. Wednesday night, somehow, I rolled over onto my recently dislocated and reset right shoulder and slept that way for an hour or so. Needless to say, when I woke up Thursday morning, my right shoulder wasn’t quite where it was supposed to be. It wasn’t totally dislocated like on Monday. But it wasn’t warm and fuzzy either. It took me all morning to get it to slip back into place. Common sense seeped into my conscience Thursday afternoon. I elected to take on dinner at a Mexican restaurant with a friend instead of Judo.
I wish I could speed the healing process up. I was really looking forward to Judo class. Now that I think about it… What the heck did I think I was going to do in Judo anyway? I keep telling myself, be patient. This will pass, but I just got the use of my right hand back from the degenerative disk disease / pinched nerve. I’m frustrated and angry and I just want to hit something. The problem with hitting something… It would most likely dislocate my shoulder AGAIN!