The shoulder pain from hell.

Dear shoulder pain,

I want you to suffer in the pits of Hell. I hate your stinkin' guts.

With absolutely NO love,

Becky

So, if I haven't seen you/talked to you in the last week you probably don't know about my crazy shoulder, well let me tell you all about it. My shoulder hurts...badly. So badly, that today I came to school, called the secretary and asked if it was possible to take a half-day if the doctor could see me earlier. This is after two consecutive nights of me crying at home because the pain in my shoulder was so terrible. It started about a week ago, and at first it was maybe a 2-3 on the pain scale, a bit annoying, but nothing awful. It only hurt when I breathed in/out deeply. I thought "certainly, this will go away." IT.HAS.NOT! It has gotten worse, and worse. I have gotten home the past two nights, put a hot water bottle on my shoulder, eaten, and gone directly to bed. It is horrendous. The worst part is, I have no idea what the pain is from, or what type of pain it is. If I felt like it was just a sore shoulder, I would suck it up and wait for it to pass, but it doesn't feel like that. It is a stabbing pain in the middle of my shoulder, and all I can think about is "please don't let this have anything to do with the baby." I can deal with shoulder pain, but I need to know if it is something that affects the baby.

So, in conclusion, I hate my shoulder, I want to saw it off with a rusty blade, and throw it off the Brooklyn Bridge. I hope that I am able to get into the doctor early, because my crappy attitude is not good...at all.