This morning on my way to work, I had a little accident. Alighting from one bus, I saw my connecting bus pull up at the busstop across the road, and without thinking, or looking, dashed towards it. Then suddenly, there was another bus that had just left from another stop, which meant it thankfully didn't travel at too much speed yet...but its trajectory and my position in the road meant it couldn't avoid me altogether. All I could do was put out a hand in a vain attempt to ward off the worst of the impact. The breaking bus collided with my outstretched arm, and I was pleased to see that I was still in one piece after that. The bus driver called me a few names, but I didn't care and ran for my connecting bus which was already pulling out of the stop. That bus driver also had a few choice words to say to me, but I couldn't find it in me to feel offended -- I had, after all, been behaving quite irresponsibly.
Anyway, I thought I'd gotten away without any noticeable injury, and thanked my lucky stars for it. I continued on my way to the office, got to work, but it soon transpired I hadn't come out of the collision unscathed. My right arm and shoulder became very sore indeed, and although I couldn't see or feel anything amiss, I decided after about an hour of gritting my teeth and getting on with it that I'd really much rather have it checked out properly.
I've now come home from having my GP examine it, and it's as I thought: I've not broken anything, but I do seem to have bruised the joint capsule quite severely. She's given me painkillers and anti-inflammatories, and the advice to try and use my arm as much as possible without paying too much heed to the pain, to lessen the chance of developing a frozen shoulder. However, since I expect the pain to be a whole lot worse by tomorrow (believing that this kind of thing always tends to get worse before it gets better), I've decided not to tell Jobsworth that last bit and just take the rest of the week off. It'll give me a chance to decide what to do this Christmas.
In closing, let me tell you that the latest news concerning Joost is not good: the tumour has started to grow back again, he has now become paralysed, and yesterday afternoon when he asked them straight, his consultants have given him no more than another 12 months at the outside.