So I had a dream, which I remember nothing about, apart from right at the end. In this dream, I won something and had to choose between two prizes. Something, I couldn't see what, and a prettily packaged box of 20 hankies. I chose the hankies. Colour me weird. In other news, I've been to the physio, ( yes, again, it's an ongoing thing), and he took hold of my arm and moved the shoulder in ways it didn't want to go. After applying pressure at a couple of points around the joint, he moved the arm again and the shoulder did feel a little freer. Then he applied pressure at a single point in the underarm area, which had me gasping with the pain and almost brought tears to the eyes. And then he gave me a new little exercise toy. A small pulley to hook over the door. It's used to help with raising the arm to its fullest. In even better news, I'm starting back on checkout shifts next Monday, for a two week trial. The early morning shift, the easiest one of all. People come in and buy a newspaper, or a carton of milk and some cereal. Coffee and biscuits for the office morning teas. There's a few who use the early morning for a full grocery shop. It's a great time for it, with shelves fully stocked by the nightfill people and not many other customers cluttering up the aisles. Most of these early morning people are regulars who I've known the whole time I've been there, there's bound to be a fair bit of conversation going on about how they're glad to see me back, how am I doing, reminders to take things easy and not overdo it. I'm looking forward to this trial, after two weeks I see my doctor for a review, and of course the physio sessions will continue.