April 25, 2006
So I am sporting a sore shoulder today. You see, the rubberbands in my shoulders are loose. That is the best way I have found to describe it. It usually isn’t a problem. I am more flexible than most in my shoulder joints for one thing. But the problem is that every now and then, they will get stretched out too far or something and I end up with a sore shoulder for a few days. The first time it happened, I was playing softball in middle school or sometime around then and somehow I did it. The next time I can remember was during field hockey in High School. The occurences surrounding the shoulder popping out/getting stretched get stupider from here on out.
The last time (before today) that I remember it happening was while Shane and I were dating/engaged and we were watching Jurassic Park, I think. He was sitting behind me on a chair and I was leaning against it on the floor. My family was there. Right when something scary jumped out (presumably a dinosaur), Shane grabbed me and made a scary sound and I jerked my arm funny and it happened. I actually cried that time. Shane felt kind of bad and my brother was totally irritated that I had interrupted the movie. This morning, it happened when lying in bed and Shane asked me if I wanted to get up and take a shower. I asked him what time it was and he said it was seven. I jumped up flailing around and did something to my arm. I don’t know why I reacted that way…I know I had planned on being up before seven, so that must have been it
It was stupid and my arm hurts and will for a few days. Dumb. As Shane is always telling me, I need to be more careful.
Comments
shane:
which brother?
April 25, 2006 4:29 PM
erika:
David
April 25, 2006 8:25 PM
Tisra:
But how do we “be more careful”? Eric is in the same boat with me- I’m always hurting myself and I really try. I’m not purposefully careless. So, Nurse Erika, what is this loose rubberband syndrome called? Is there some way you can strenthen that area to prevent injury?
April 26, 2006 9:04 AM
erika:
Honestly, it bugs me when I hurt myself unintentionally (I never really hurt myself on purpose…) and Shane tells me to be more careful. Imagine what would happen to us if we weren’t being careful!
I have no idea what my ailment is called. I have been to the doctor about it and she did not think I was really causing any damage. I think I am stretching out a tendon or something and it is just sore for a few days afterwards. I suppose I could exercise my arms more and that might help them be better protected.
Basically, the doctor told me I could never be a professional swimmer due to my arms. Other than that, she didn’t think they would be a problem. My life long dream…crushed.
Long comment.
April 26, 2006 7:15 PM