Hospital doesn't think it's anything to worry about
Here in Scotland, we have a thing called NHS24, where you can phone up and talk to a medic.
Ever since I hurt my shoulder, I’ve been unable to lie on it without it hurting, which means, I’ve not been able to hug/spoon Katie to sleep…swapping sides isn’t an option…it feels weird over there. lol.
But anyway, NHS24 told her to try and sleep, and if it doesn’t pass in a few hours, to call back. So, I sucked it up and just lay on my shoulder, and put Whip It on for background noise.
Katie is asleep now, so, with any luck she’ll wake up pain-free. And now I’m gonna try to get some shut eye before getting up for work at 8ish.
I’m gonna post this here, because if I vent on Facebook, or Google+ or Twitter, someone will take it as a personal attack. Genuinely, I’ve not got anyone specific in mind here, just……all I see on my G+ stream, or Facebook updates are fucking HDR photos.
I can’t fucking stand HDR photography.
I can’t fucking stand over-sharpened photos.
OK. Everyone is entitled to their own style. I’m not disputing that. I’m not telling people to stop doing it, if that’s what they like…I mean, I’m hardly a paragon of photographic skills!
But it makes my eyes want to throw up.
( HDR, btw, in case you’re not familiar with the term, is the process of taking a perfectly normal image and smearing it with human fecal matter, them scrubbing it with Steel Wool and then dipping it in bong water, then squirting some early 90’s neon fluorescent day-glo GLOBAL HYPERCOLOUR bullshit paints all over it. And then sharpening it.