Now What?

It was bad enough when the doctor said not to drink black tea (Irish Breakfast), 

which was my favorite; I drank a couple of pots a day.
It was comforting and soothing and social, and delicious.

But now...I have tennis elbow!
No knitting!!! No swimming! Ouch.

Sigh, and there is more, so much more, that is so not good right now.

Crap.

It has got to get better, it will get better, soon.