Pop goes the...shoulder

I've stated it all before. Chronic pain...ya ya ya. I could tell you each part, what type of pain, and how long it lasts...if it ever stops. But I don't do that. I simply go on about my day. Cool beans.

But let me tell you what the fuck happened yesterday evening.

I finished using the restroom and turned to walk away from the toilet and wash my hands.

POP!

I froze in place. Shit sounded like a bone disconnecting from my body. It echoed in the bathroom. I immediately grab my right shoulder with my left hand. Profanity ensued. Creative profanity, at that.

Then I washed my hands and toddled off to the living room to my rocker recliner.

Let me tell you about this new shoulder issue. The pain is exquisite. Sharp. Intense. Radiates from my shoulder, down my bicep, to my elbow. I cannot move without being beat shitless by the pain fairy. Even with no movement, the pain is a deep ache. I am incredibly displeased.

I just turned to go wash my hands!

Doesn't this bullshit only happen to old people??? 

Oh. Wait. 🤫

More fun is that my right arm has been in a flare for weeks. Now, my muscles and nerves are having one hell of a pain party where I am, unfortunately, the guest of honor. I hate both you guys. 🤬

Of course, I'm Googling the shit out of it. The Honey thinks maybe rotator cuff or labral tear. Because why the fuck not???

Apparently..."a shoulder pop may be a natural occurrence in some people." I would like this to be me. I don't believe it is.

So. Guess I'll go to the damn doctor and deal with this crap. Have them take a look. 

And, because I want it both ways---I want them to be able to see the issue. I want them to tell me just to ice it and take it easy.

Part of me wants to skip the "doc" part completely and see what happens now. 😁 

Updates. Maybe. 

sigh