Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

November 11, 2009

Dear Everyone:

For many years, probably more than a decade, I’ve used a backpack-style purse to hold all my “portable stuff.”  I liked having my hands free long before I had to have my hands free.  However, in recent months the latest version has been showing signs of wear.

I tried looking for a new one, but “Jeannie” informs me that “they are not in style” these days.  Did I say it had to be stylish?

Last August, while I was visiting in Oregon, my friend suggested that we try a store we’ll call “Norm Thompson” to see if they had any.  We did and they didn’t.  In fact, the store owner moaned that they never send her enough and they always sold out so quickly.  (So they’re not in style, but they’re very popular with people who don’t care about style.)  The store owner even went so far as to look in her computer.  When I realized that the store does business online (as who doesn’t these days?), I decided to wait until I got home before looking any further.

After I returned from Oregon I did go to the Internet site and did a search on “back pack”.  They had many styles, including something called the “Healthy Back Bag”.  The claim was that the bag was designed to position the bag across your back in a way that distributed the weight evenly.  It came in three sizes:  extra-small, small and medium.  I ordered the medium.

It has many interesting pockets inside and outside.  There’s even a special pocket that’s supposed to be able to hold an umbrella; something everyone in Oregon certainly needs.  There are special pockets to hold pens and pencils, and pockets that open sideways on the inside.  It’s even big enough to hold my checkbook, something the backpack-style purse didn’t have room for.  So I transferred everything to the “Healthy Back Bag”.

Each morning and evening, on workdays, and many times on the weekends, I would lift the wide strap over my head so that the strap crossed my body, hanging over my right shoulder, with the bulk of the bag behind me.  I could still reach the “umbrella” pocket, where I kept my dark glasses.  (So much more important in sunny California than an umbrella.)  And life was good.

About four weeks ago, as we were doing “safety stretching” at work, I noticed that my right shoulder was a little sore.  Nothing big, just a little ache.  I know it didn’t bother me in Oregon, so I started thinking about what was different from before.  You guessed it:  The new purse.

I realized that the problem wasn’t with the purse itself; rather it was the habit of lifting it over my head with my right arm.  It weighs between five and six pounds.  Since then I have been consciously, deliberately, consistently…left-handed.  Instead of lifting the bag with my right arm, I would lift it with my left.

When in the shower, instead of reaching for the shampoo with my right hand, I use my left.  Ever shampoo your hair with just your left hand?  Try it; it’s challenging.  Better yet, try folding a towel, then hanging it from a towel rod above your head on the wall behind the toilet using only your left hand.

Things should have been getting better, but last weekend, it suddenly got worse.  In fact it got so bad that I actually called my doctor’s office Monday morning and made an appointment for that day, driving to the office and sitting in the exam room for 45 minutes until the doctor finally showed up.

He quickly diagnosed bursitis of the right shoulder.  (“Jeannie” said she could have told me that just by looking at me.)  We’re trying a regimen of over-the-counter anti-inflammatory, rest and ice.  There’s another challenge.  How do you keep a bag of ice on your shoulder while typing at the computer?  (Answer:  Duct tape!)

My shoulder is getting better already.  By this evening, I could actually turn off the engine in my car and remove the key from the ignition with my right hand.  Up until this morning, I’ve had to use my left, which is also tricky.

So why all this trouble?  Heredity, of course.  Mother had bursitis in her right shoulder in the late sixties to early seventies.  She got it from carrying too-heavy bags of books to and from Portland State University where she was finally getting her degree in Sociology.

And yes, I’ve already ordered a new backpack-style purse online.  It has two padded shoulder straps and doesn’t require going over my head.  In fact, it arrived yesterday.

Here’s hoping for rain and lots of snow in the mountains.

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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