The Limbs They Are A Changin'

It's getting awkward.  It remains painful.  It even appears oafish.

But I'm making progress.  I know it.

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Two nights ago, a miracle.

I slept on my side, the same side, without needing to flip over, for almost half the night.

And no, I was not passed out drunk or otherwise impaired.

The difference was my shoulder.  It was in place.  It was a solid mass which I laid upon.

As so many times before, I did not know just how bad things were until a change took place.  All this time, all these years, I would dislocate my shoulder laying down on my side, letting it be pulled from my torso, at least partially.  It was the most comfort I could find, though the pain would progress over time and I would flip over to the other side every 15 minutes to an hour.

I was only able to duplicate the solid shoulder for spurts last night, but it was still noticeable.

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Now, problems remain, as the rest of my torso has yet to learn how to align with such a position.

More so, my chest is in some real discomfort of late.  Muscles continue to work their way up, and at times I achieve adjustments with my chest seemingly swallowing my lungs.

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There has been much progress and change in my hips as well.

Hard to explain, but an issue in my right hip can definitely be traced and followed all the way to my right shoulder and the neck/jaw kink.

In short, I'm a mess, but I am getting excited over potential improvements.

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Of course, it got cold on me, however.  I really hate the cold.  I'd feel so much more optimistic with warm forecasts ahead.

This is not up to me, however, and I am on the verge, of believing, of really believing, 100%, that I am going to become.