My shoulder doesn't get totally dislocated, but just pulled a little bit out of the socket, enough to hurt like hell. There's really practically nothing actually holding my left shoulder in place anymore, after dislocating it so many times that all the tendons around it are so stretched out, so pretty much any pressure around there will wiggle it out of place.

I suppose it is more meaningful than getting upset about the mister magoo movie.

I really need my arm in a sling. I know i have a sling, but I can't find it. I kind of rigged something up with a sweatshirt.

When my sinuses get like this, it makes the muscles in my jaw and neck tense up, and that then extends to my shoulders and pulls my shoulder out of joint.

Yeah, man, that's some varsity-level suck right there. I'm sorry, Hil. I've been wearing my shoulders for earrings for a week now from tension, but nothing compares to dislocating your shoulder from sinus pain.

Many wishes for sinus relief sent forth.

I went to the graduation party last night, and the drive was pretty painless. I got a little lost, but thanks to Utah's grid street layout I was able to zero in on the location fairly well. Unfortunately, the party layout was in the big back yard of the place. While very cool and pleasant and all that, I cannot be out in the grass at and after sunset, because there are chiggers or something that come out as it gets dark, and I have horrible reactions to their bites.

Inside was an option, but it was significantly hotter, there were several clumps of people talking to each other who glanced at me with 'Is she someone I'm supposed to know?', and a folk singer. Granted, she was very good on guitar and her voice was very nearly excellent, but it was weird to be listening to a young woman do a performance of heartfelt songs of heartbreak and longing in a room with a couple of bemused grandparents, a guy flipping through a photo album, a girl staring at her phone, and the owner of the house explaining memorabilia to someone else. I'm an introvert anyway, and it was just awkward.

In any case, I decided to leave after an hour. I'd hugged the kids I came to see, the grown-ups I consider family were gratifyingly disappointed to see me go, so it wasn't completely skulking off. I'd have stayed if there was somewhere to sit outside that wasn't on the grass.

Oh, and I was surprised that the playlist was full of mid-90s things like Spice Girls and such, and the kids were actually dancing to it. All the songs were ones that had been around for a long time. Are the 90s the new hip retro thing?

So I finished up this "round" of group therapy.

We're taking a break for 2-4 weeks, depending.

Also I got my super sekrit solstice santa pillow case and I shared that and the card with the group.

My therapist may be doing a Level 1 and Level 2 group because there's people who have been in it awhile and some newbies.

AND (this is so cool) they got a huge donation of craft supplies and stuff. It's 45 minutes for me to drive there but after therapy on Tuesdays or if I need to get out of the house for whatever reason I can go over tehre and do art and stuff. they already encouraged drop in art. But now they have more stuff.

Drop in art sounds awesome, like all ages awesome. My daughter has taken to lugging around her art supplies as you never know when you might want to draw, I guess.

And one of the women from my group lives in the area and told me to let her know when I might be going so we can do chat and do art. I need to do that.

E is going to school tomorrow. The total bedrest has been good for him. He won't be able to do much at school (like the slip n slide that will be set up) but he'll get more time with his beloved teacher.

I'm doing a sleep study tonight. I should probably stop drinking caffeine now.