A bright spot in the midst of yuck

Since Saturday, Kim has had shooting pain in her pectorals and in her axilla (armpit). This is almost certainly some sort of nerve entrapment, because tight muscles don't feel like this.

So Kim took her test today and went home. Because relaxation was necessary.

And it was suggested to Kim that she apply a bath along with heating pad. OMG, I had forgotten how wonderful baths are. I always ignore them in favor of showers. They smell nice. They increase circulation. Whoo.

(But I suppose if this keeps up, I need to see a doctor. Now, the question is, what kind of doctor?)

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*sigh* I guess this is just angsting, but the arm pains aren't going away, and a massage therapist without hands is no good. I probably shouldn't be typing, but I'm being careful about posture. And I need the outlet for my worry.

My neurology notes suggest entrapment of the axillary nerve. I abducted to various degrees to stretch teres and pec major; I checked in the mirror to try to see about the length of pec minor; and I have turned practically into a raisin between using soaking and heating pads. Arm pain still. Grr. I know I shouldn't expect instant results.

I also realize that most of the people reading this journal (with the exception of wenchamuffin) have no idea what the hell I'm talking about.