Bad arm update

I went to see the physio this morning and he told me, as expected, that I'd damaged a nerve in my arm. I've decided not to return to work at all this week, even though the pain is lessening. I'd rather take time to get better now than to go back too early and to risk making it worse.

My physio is very attractive in a manly, pink-cheeked sort of way. I had thoughts that were shamefully inappropriate when he kneeled up behind me on the therapy couch, even with my arm contorted in painful directions. I shall surely go to hell.