Off to see the doctor...

 

Make that the nurse! Yes, Nurse Jackie in that office... not the one of TV infamy!

This time for my right shoulder that I had blamed my gallbladder for hurting, but my gallbladder is long gone, alright since January 5, 2021!

The pain in my right shoulder could be from repetitive motion with my phone texting or game playing since I am right-handed or something more sinister a torn muscle or rotator cuff issues.

My right arm and hand are a mess! With known basilar joint arthritis since 2001, as well as ulnar nerve impingement, now the shoulder on that side, and possible carpal tunnel. Now with that pinkie on fire!!!

Got some frustrating news about the BPPV https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benign_paroxysmal_positional_vertigo, the Epley maneuverhttps://www.verywellhealth.com/what-is-the-epley-maneuver-1192049 cannot be done due to my cervical stenosis https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cervical_spinal_stenosis, since it could cause more severe issues!

Any-who, so also this weekend I was dealing with Lhermitte's sign https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lhermitte%27s_sign more often than usual on Saturday!

What else???

At least the space junk didn't fall on me! LOL

And so I chose my internist's office to put whatever they can into some type of perspective?

It is difficult and painful to write, although I am hunting and pecking with both hands. 

So I will end here for today... stay tuned!

And so, we must go, for now ...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made. I will comply anyway, for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site, that day, what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,...some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but...as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one! 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

                            3 months................................................3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties...We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in from my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, it could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!