I’m in some serious, mother-lovin’ pain, right now.
I pulled my left shoulder. The right shoulder’s in agony from compensating.
I could cry.
Because I hurt.
Because I’m stupid.
We were driving along in the mini-van today. Girl-child was sitting waaay back in the third row.
She was trying to hand me something I needed. She was stretched as far as her chubby little arms could extend. I reached back, twisting, contorting to meet her.
It was in vain.
Searing pain shot up my arm, across my collar-bone, burrowing in my neck. I swore. Loudly. Cursed my poor decision making.
I shouldn’t have put myself in that position.
But I really, really wanted one of her gummy worms.
“My name is Ginny. And I have a problem.”
(photo from here)