I just wince when I think of your plight. And get a psychosomatic pain between the shoulder blades.
Take every single second of recovery time you need. Lie down! Stay still! Take meds!
Get better.
Sheesh, the pain’s still there.
Glad you’re doing okay, jsc. Really, that’s one hell of a scratch you made it out of okay.
Here’s to a fast and complete recovery…
We guys are notorious for this sort of thing. I remember reading a few years ago about a former N.F.L. player (I don’t remember his name but I believe he played for the Green Bay Packers) choosing to clear leaves off his roof while his wife was away. As he’d played back in the '60s he was no spring chicken. So of course he fell off the roof and in HIS case, he died. “This sort of thing NEVER happens to me!” is perhaps one thing that crossed his mind before his head hit the pavement.
On a more personal note: a few years ago I was between jobs and took it upon myself to try to clear our property of wasps (I LOVE animals but wasps are an exception). I was on the roof looking for nests and spraying the ones I found. When my wife found out that I’d been doing these things when she wasn’t home she uh…gave me some wifely advice. I haven’t been up on the roof to spray wasps’ nests, since (although I DO have a job these days. Thankfully).