Which End Of The Horse Did You Say?

I have just gotten home from the doctor, where I got a really great gander at an x-ray of my shoulder. There, in a place where no such thing should be found, was a little thumb of calcification caused by an injury to one of the tendons in my shoulder.

It's a cute little thing really, Sort of looks like the Horse Head Nebula.

But it feels like something a lot less attractive.

No wonder the stretches and exercises aren't doing me any good. The Horse Head Nebula is in the way.

So the plan is to plop me under a fluoroscope and stick a needle in there and mess around with the Horse Head Nebula and break it up. And afterwards, by way of apology, to squirt in some cortisone.

Somehow this does not sound like fun.

But neither does leaving unnatural calcific protruberences mucking about in my shoulder, unsupervised.

Ergo, I shall hie me back to the office next week for said ~~torture~~ procedure.

All's I can say is, I'm gonna need some major chocolate afterwards.

(Oh boy! Can I tag along? Can I watch?)

You're sick, you know that?

Sick.

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