Well, all the stress and crazy workload over the past two weeks has given me a touch of tendinitis. I felt like I had stepped back in time 11 years today, when my first doctor told me that I had tendinitis (which it wasn’t at the time–they didn’t discover the nerve damage for 4 years after that).
Great. That’s all I can really say. I have to play mandolin this weekend…and cook…and do other things, all which require the use of my hand/arm. But, at this point, my hand is weak and it hurts to do a lot of things. At work today, I moved my mouse to the left-hand side, and typed basically solely left-handed because of the pain.
Lord, please heal this arm…it’s been eleven long years, and I’m ready to move on. 🙂