Wellness

So, the rotator cuff tear is not a rotator cuff tear. It's a frozen shoulder, and a small cyst on the front of the arm. I got a cortisone shot, which felt weird the first few hours, then hurt that evening and next day, then stopped, and has been pretty amazing every since. It's not a cure, but I can move my arm much more, the pain does not last as long, and I am actually getting decent sleep. For just the sleep alone, it would have been worth it.

Callie is doing well. Both of us are mending well. Mentally, I feel like a huge weight has been lifted. Even though I've been applying for other jobs, I was still sort of straddling the fence, holding on to this job for security. I've let go, though. I talked with the director and told her that while there were things I liked about the job and Butte, it was not where I needed to be, personally or professionally. It went better than I expected. At least I'm not carrying that secret, and pretending to be something I'm not. And I'm not holding on to something that isn't good for me, either, just in case. And I have a phone interview Friday for a job that seems like a much better fit. So, changes are happening, and I'm hoping I've cleared some space for good things to come and perch.