No good take away

Adding to the terrible events of the last week (summary: broken retainer and a broken-into car) I have managed to dislocate my shoulder so many times in my sleep that I now cannot move or do anything with my left arm. It was mildly annoying when I woke up but now it is a genuine hinderance. Sad feelings aside, this bodes well for my rheumatologist appointment (as in, gives me something of significance to talk about) and provides some rationale for an MRI, which is good, I guess

At the very least I still own the World's Funniest Kitten, which has to count for something

Chewing on my thumb because I scolded her for trying to destroy another iPhone charger/cable doover thing