|(Temperature and weather currently on hold.)|
This wasn't completely surprising; I've been stuck in bed for over seven months now, so of course my muscles aren't in the best shape anymore. So in I go to see the doctor, explain the history with that shoulder, mention the migraine and that my mom has had spine problems... and after a brief but impressively targeted examination he finds that my neck is completely out of whack and that the center of my head is a whole inch left of the center of the rest of my body. Which in turn skews arms and all this connecting stuff.
... Which can cause migraines.
So I'm off for another MRI on Monday morning. I get copies of the pictures to stare at my insides as soon as they're done, which thrills my geeky, anatomy-loving heart. Wednesday morning we're back to the sports doctor to start fixing whatever's fucked up up there, and then...
And then you might get to see how I tear through this project when I don't have a giant lamprey latched to the back of my head.
So. Fingers crossed. I'm really hoping this is it. I'll make a post about how it goes then.