and again

today i:

put on my own shoes with moderate ease.

took the stairs one at a time, up and down. (with grimace).

took out the trash.

sat for more than an hour at a public event. then i left.

had to leave work early because of an excruciating spasm in my right shoulder.

today i still can't:

disconnect the washing machine from the sink.

open my mouth wide enough to fit a sandwich

reach my face with my left hand: which means i can't apply mousturizer, do my hair, eat with my left hand, or put on lipstick.

carry a bag home from the grocery (2 blocks) without screaming pain in my shoulder.

baby steps. just because i feel "better every day" doesn't mean I "am better."