I fell. Hard. I was in a hotel in San Antonio for my annual music teacher's conference. I was stepping out of the shower and forgot that the shower was raised up. I stepped hard on the bath mat which then slipped out from under me. I landed on my right shoulder and ended up flat on the bathroom floor with my head underneath the sink.
I ended up going to an emergency clinic, where after TWO AND A HALF HOURS, I was told that it was not a break, just a severe bruise. The doctor gave me an arm sling and heavy duty ibuprofen. It has now been three weeks. At the beginning I could barely lift my arm a few inches. The muscle wouldn't go any further. Over time I have regained almost all of my motion, but now the shoulder joint itself is sore and popping occasionally.
I will see my doctor next week and I am guessing I will have to do some additional follow up. Sigh. If only I could go back to that moment back when I pulled back the shower curtain and before I stepped out.
By the way, this is another reason why February was a terrible black hole, and it is the reason I had exactly one soda in the month of February.