I’m definitely in pain. This is not good; I needed to go to work-work. Unfortunately, I can’t very well walk around, meeting clients and being my usual helpful self, with a hot pack strapped to my shoulder. Ironic, isn’t it? My back feels better—I must’ve just slept wrong. But, typing like a doofus in bed for hours while poorly positioned? Yep. My shoulder is on fire. And my wrist is twinging a bit. Lesson learned.