Shouldering the burden

This shoulder thing is getting on my nerves now. It’s not bad enough to warrant a trip to the doctor, but it’s bad enough to be an inconvenience. It’s not painful enough to warrant strong painkillers, but it’s painful enough to make paracetamol ineffective and pointless. I’ve tried a hot water bottle, a bag of frozen peas, and a one-on/one-off combination of both, but nothing seems to alleviate it. I’ve tried various stretches and movements suggested online without any respite whatsoever and resting it as much as possible for the last week or seems to have made little difference.
I’m not sure what to do now.
Everyone I speak to has an opinion, but their ideas are based on their own experiences, so the lady in the office with a problematic disc will give me different advice from the maintenance man who has a damaged tendon. Until I know exactly what the issue is, it seems, it’ll be difficult to know how to treat it. Which is why we have GPs, I suppose, but I don’t want to bother our over-worked health service with an insignificant niggle that will hopefully right itself over the course of time.
So I shall valiantly battle on, and if it’s still giving me gyp after the weekend I’ll see if I can find a decent chiropractor. And by ‘decent’ I mean ‘cheap’.

RC 27-5-21