A Real Sling

Well friends, turns out I was right...though my make shift sling was laughable, I am now wearing a real sling on account of my shoulder's pulled muscle. How it happened, I could not tell you. Here's the frustrating part...{and then I'll tell you the story}...The doctor said that it's normal to not feel pain for up to 24-48 hours after you pull it.............so there's no sure way to know how it happened. And because I don't know how it happened, maybe I'll just do it again!

I posted this on Whitley's wall after she poked fun at my make shift sling. Don't worry, she felt bad...but who cares?! At least she's a loyal reader!

So here's the story- it started hurting {around the time I wrote that last blog}. That afternoon, I noticed it, but didn't really think anything of it. I took a shower a little after I got home from school that day and it kind of hurt enough for me to be careful, but I could still touch my head to shampoo my hair and what not. As the night went on, it started hurting a little more, and the pain covered more surface area. By that night, not only would I have laughed at the idea of touching my head to shampoo my hair, but when I tried to put my hair in a ponytail I almost cried. I went to bed thinking I might "sleep off" whatever it was that was bothering me, so. Needless to say, when I woke up the next morning, it was definitely worse than when I went to sleep! My alarm was set for 10:00, I hardly slept that night, but the pain woke me up for good a little after 7. So I grab my phone {a task that was once so easy, now was one that felt like pins going further into my shoulder the more I reached for the phone} Who do I call, but Amy?! Duh.

By the grace of God, Zami is awake and sympathetic. Do you want to know what she did? So I'm all like {in a pathetic, sickly voice}, "Amy it hurts so bad, I need you to take me to the doctor........and to campus toprintoutmystuffforthenutritionproectthat'sduetodaybecauseican'tcarryanything." Amy's all like, "Right-o! Wait one jiff while I strap on my WonderWoman cape and leotard, and then I'm off to the library, swift as a gazelle, to print off everything from your project, bring it to you in my lightening car {KIA} and then whisk you away to the "hospital", where I will sit with you for 2 hours until your name is called among the young adults receiving their drug screen tests!" Y'all she really did all of that. It was kind of embarrassing to be sitting with the leotard and cape girl in the waiting room, but after all that, I would have waited with her even if she was in the nude! {just kidding, guys, i'm pretty sure she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt} but whatever, shawty saved my life!

In this I'm like, "Sank you zami for sayveeng my lyf een liyk a monce!"

The next day, I called Shardtz (Heidi) crying. I woke up and my shoulder hurt SO BAD. I hadn't filled my perscription for the pain killers yet, and apparently when you pull a muscle, the pain gets worse before it gets better. So Heidi is all like, "perfect! I had a feeling you'd call {after watching you in my glass ball} so I made sure I could be available and at your beckoning call today. I'll be there stat. Over" Heidi actually flew to my house on a broom with a basket she wove for me, lined with cushions. She reasoned that I would probably experience less turbulence in the air compared to the bumps on the ground if she were to drive. Shardtz made sure I got some lunch before my prescription was ready. I got Schlotzki's {funny name serious sandwich}. Just kidding about some of the stuff in Heidi's story too...she didn't actually weave the basket herself.

Thanks Shardtz for saving me!

Hey! Wanna see what I look like in pain and on pain killers?! Even though I was completely out of it,  I took this one just for yall- always thinkin about my bloggy people. I laugh every time I look at this, so please do the same.

Nothin like a Friday night at home, high on pain killers, and iced by frozen chicken!

The chicken I'm icing with is actyally VOILA! {You know, the bagged cuisine brand I'm such a big advocate of} Voila even serves as an ice pack! Wow Voila....you've really out-done yourself {sponsormyblog!}. I think I had just cried when I took that picture...good times, good times. 

T-minus 6 days till my sister trades Stutsman for Gillis!!!!!!!!! {traitor.} Jk, sis...jk. Check her outtttttt

I see it now....we totes look like sisters. 

So many exciting things!! {because excitement come in all forms, good and bad}. I've said it once, and I'll say it again- So help me God, I will NOT be wearing a sling at the wedding.} Even though, many a friend has offered to be-dazzle it for me. It's not happening. SOOO dear readers, be careful with your lems today. Because after 24-48 hours later....you won't know what hitchya. WAPOW! 

Nothin but love,

Bethany