Thoracic Sprain

That is the official diagnosis from the Orthopedic doc. It rhymes with royal pain and that is it. Came home and have muscle relaxants and pain killers and a referral for therapy. Therapy does not have an opening until December. I might be well by then. I wish I could say I got this thoracic sprain doing something worthwhile like lifting something or at least stretching or defending my celibate widowhood from some intruder or sex maniac. No, I just slept on my pillow and I got up one morning and there it was - like a hen laying an egg - a sore muscle around the shoulder blade that took on a life of its own. The office called today and wanted to know if I was still alive. Nice of them. Anyway, I am reading a lot of my holy books which I love to do and my various groups will benefit from my new found wisdom once I recover.