I saw my orthopedic PA this morning and we agreed that I should get an MRI. He asked if it shows some fraying or tearing if I would be open to having surgery and I said, definitely. It's not that I want surgery of course, but I do want to feel better and get back to my normal activity level. I'm so pleased when I hear my PiYo teammates talk about their successes, but I'm also a little jealous that I'm not right there with them.
So we're working on scheduling an MRI because insurance, pre-approvals, blah, blah, blah.
I'm not going to lie - I'm struggling. I have been really down and snippy with Jason and all I want to do is hole up and escape in knitting and cheesy TV shows (currently making my way through Buffy for the first time).
And the PA made a casual comment this morning about how he can visually see atrophy in one of my right shoulder muscles as compared to the left because I'm obviously babying it. Super.
At this point, I hope the MRI shows something because if it doesn't, I'm out of ideas.