My anxiety about the MRI is ratcheting up this morning.  An MRI isn't painful and it's just diagnostic tool, but I know it leads to the adjustment, that is probably what is setting me off.  I also keep thinking about the woman who scheduled me asking if I had claustrophobia.  I am not claustrophobic per se, but I do have "moments" when in an area that is snug.  This made me look up how big the opening is on an MRI.  60cm.  That's 23.6".  Ok, now I am officially feeling claustrophobic.  I don't think that's even enough space to relax my arms at my side.

I had an interesting time trying to bend my tragus earrings so I can get them out today too.  I think this is the first time I've opened them up since before I moved here - and that's been 4 years already!

My headache went away but it my neck continues to be tender.  Last night it was even spasming.  I returned to the orthopedist today and he reported that of my own free ability to move he sees no progress. *sigh*  He also indicated that in some of the movements it is a hard stop rather than having some play.  He is sending me for an MRI with dye to make sure there isn't something else going on on top of things, but because the encapsulation is as it is -- it sounds like he might put me under light anesthetic to manipulate it.

This is something the physical therapists warned me about.  It doesn't sound like fun to me - at all.

Yes, we've done weekends away (last fall) but finally we had a longer weekend that wasn't to visit family.  We packed up on Thursday morning and headed north to Splash Lagoon in Erie.  Avery's bestie and his family invited us to go.  I am certainly glad they did.  The hotel was nice; I took advantage of the jacuzzi tub in our room.  We could have gone to the water park all three days but only did so on Thursday and Friday.  The kids loved the wave pool and lazy river.  Mixed reviews from Avery on the raft based slides.  It was super weird to not have a mask on.  I hate that it felt weird.  The wearing of masks is what is weird.

On Saturday before heading home we went to the Children's Museum where the kids had a blast running around and checking things out.

I struggled sleeping on the flat bed.  When I finally got the shoulder comfortable my lower back roared.  Friday night I had a hell of a booming headache.  I thought perhaps the breakfast area had decaffed me on Friday morning.  I managed to get rid of about 90% of the headache and the rest remains today.  My neck is also pretty tender and sore right now, so I guess it wasn't decaf but instead tension causing things.

I'm complaining too much.  It was good.  I enjoyed getting to spend time with the Mr and Mrs as well, they're good people.

I still haven't made that fudge.  I have barely found the motivation to make meals this week. I am beyond tired at this point. I just can't get comfortable and the arm just keeps throbbing.  I have gained some range of motion, but I would really love to see the ache dissipate.  4 visits in, 2 more next week and then another ortho appointment the week after.  It's 8pm.  Time to make my way upstairs to lay down.

Two physical therapy visits are in the books.  The first was pretty painless, but he clearly indicated he was nice because they want me to come back.  Both of the therapists indicated that frozen shoulder is "probably the most painful rehab".  Yay!  The second appointment did in fact hurt.  I do have more range already, but my arm continues to thump, especially at bedtime.

Here it is superbowl Sunday.  Nothing going on that Avery and I were invited to, so here we sit waiting for our pickup window for groceries so we have the appropriate supplies to make dinner for my favorite egg's birthday tomorrow.  I have no desire to watch the game - but we might try to find the puppy bowl.  Since there aren't party snacks to indulge in I instead made myself a sugar/calorie bomb white russian and started to grill a couple of hot dogs. We are also making brownies for tomorrow's birthday celebrations.  If I can modify the grocery order when they start shopping it I will add some condensed milk and maybe take my first stab at making my uncle's PB fudge too.  I have evaporated milk and see the 'conversion' method online, but I don't want to risk messing up my first attempt.

Avery was pretty displeased when her Dad left to go to his activities today.  I managed to appease her by turning on Batman - the 60's Adam West Batman - #mybatman