The TV Saga - Part 2

As you may or may not know, I threw a TV at myself. Here's the story, in case you forgot.

As I probably mentioned a couple (hundred) times, I just got a new photo studio! It's an old house with a lot of character. Anyway...

We bought this super cool celery green leather furniture for the sitting area, and a round table with barstools to sit around and look at proofs. I wanted a TV with cable in there for people (read: me) to sit and watch from the comfy green couch (not to be mistaken for the PBS show). The cable guy had come and hooked that up, so we went and got a TV (24" and weighs more than some small countries). I wanted it mounted way high up on the wall like when you go to the doctor.

Yesterday I was supposed to have a session there, and this TV was just sitting on the floor where my very expensive table and stool set was supposed to be. After all the work I did getting that place presentable to clients, this was driving me batty. So I figured I'd just mount the TV.

I got the mounting bracket attached to the wall without too much drama (despite the 4" long BOLTS that I had to screw in with an allan wrench... wth...). Once that was done, all that was left to do was put the TV up there.

(FYI: This is where it turns into a raging case of Do Not Try This At Home).

Obviously, the shelf on the bracket where this tv goes, is WELL over my head. Even on the top step of my 3 step ladder, still over my head.

I picked up the tv and climbed my brave little step ladder. I huffed and puffed and lifted the bulky TV over my head. I was about 3 inches from getting it on the shelf when... You guessed it... The ladder broke.

So, there I was, crumpled heap on the floor. Pain in just about every extremity. Couldn't move. Couldn't get up. Kept thinking "OH my god, THE NEW TV". Nevermind the broken knee/arm/foot/elbow, but THE NEW TV!

Finally I hobbled over to the couch to check my damages. Aside from some strained muscles and a bunch of brusies, everything seemed to be where it belonged (the knee of my pants has a nice stain color sample from the wood trim, should I ever need to match it, though!). Then back over to the TV. The case is pretty banged up, but it still works.

That happened at the end of November. As you may have noticed, it is now March. March 1st, in fact, first day of us not having insurance, and also the day I selected to FINALLY see the doctor about my shoulder.

The doctor seems to think that there is nothing SERIOUSLY wrong with it, but that I likely need to get some physical therapy (who the hell has time for that?). Her first plan was moist heat / pain killers, but I reminded her that I've been trying the "it will get better" approach for quite some time now. And that if I need surgery, I want it now rather than later so I can heal up and be ready to go back to work before spring. So, we did the xray, and depending on what that says, I should know by tomorrow what the plan is.

Anyway, the point of this story is yet to come. She gave me a bag of samples of Celebrex to help in the meantime. I wanted to check if they cause drowsiness before I took one, since with toddlers here, obviously I can't be passed out on the couch in a pool of my own drool. So, I open the instructions and the first thing my eye catches is highlighted in yellow.



The shoulder isn't THAT bad!