I have fucked up my left shoulder.
Stupid Glass wash and broken dish washer...
Meaning we had to carry the trays of glasses through the bar, into the galley, send them up the lift, run up the stairs, take the tray out, walk through the top bar and struggle our way into a room the size of my finger nail to wash them.
-.- I have pulled a muscle/tendon/bit I may need later on in life. Hello Sling!
It's my left arm, I'll be doodling crap in no time.