April 25, 2006
wonderful... just wonderful
I went to the doctor today.
People who know me understand that I don't go to the doctor unless I have something very badly wrong with me. Even then, I prefer to wait and see if whatever ails me won't go away by itself. I would rather pull my own teeth with a set of vice-grip pliers than to see a doctor.
But I had to do something this time. My problem began several months ago with pain in my left shoulder. I tried to ignore it, but it didn't go away. Instead, it spread to my RIGHT shoulder, too.
Lately, the problem has become severe. I can't raise my arms over my head anymore without feeling as if hot swords were being stuck in my shoulders. I have trouble dressing myself or washing my hair. The only way I can sleep at night is to lay flat on my back with my hands on my belly. If I happen to roll over, that's the end of sleep for a while. The shoulder pain wakes me up.
So, I decided to do something about it. The doctor checked me out, took some X-rays and gave me a preliminary diagnosis. He believes that I have torn rotator cuffs in BOTH shoulders to go along with some significant arthritus there. He believes that arthritus caused the original pain, then I fucked up the rotator cuffs by trying to use my arms while avoiding the arthritus pain.
Old football injuries can come back to haunt you...
The doc is going to set me up an appointment with an orthopedic guy who specializes in Sports Medicine. If the doc I saw today is correct, I'm looking at surgery. On BOTH shoulders. Soon.
Fuck me dead.
Fuck you, indeed. I had shoulder surgery on my right side (old basketball injury); the pain was much worse than childbirth and it wasn't successful. It wasn't for rotator cuff; it was for a shoulder that loved to pop out (been out over 300 times)...now, when I'm making the bed and pulling the sheets/blankets up, she'll still pop out. Joints. They're bitches.
My brother-in-law has a shoulder repaired a couple of months ago--well back in Feb. He allows that it wasn't all that bad and is planning on going fishing the end of May--he says part of the therapy is learning how to use the shoulder and arm to throw a cast net again.
But gotdam man, if it twern't for bad luck you wouldn't have none at all!
"Fuck me dead"
I'd rather fuck you if you were alive...
I wouldn't go for the surgery. It probably won't fix what's wrong and only cause you more pain.
Rotator cuff pain is the most horrible pain. Don't have them both done at the same time. You are looking at a long recovery and lots of physical therapy. I can empathize with ya.
My pops is having his worked on next Thursday morning. And they have him coming back for physical therapy THAT SAME AFTERNOON. Frikkin' doctors.
Good luck with your surgeries, but you might want to listen to livey. Having them both done at the same time...you might not even be able to wipe your own ass. Or worse for US, not type to blog.
If it weren't for bad luck, you'd have no luck at all (ripped off from Hee Haw).
Livey has a great point about not getting them both done. I know a couple people who have had rotator cuff surgery - it's not the surgery but the rehab thats the bitch. You're gonna want at least one "good" arm at a time.
So did you have 'em test you for mumps antibodies while you were in and/or get a vaccination for same? Your luck, you'll get both rotater cuffs done at the same time, against all of the (good) advice above, and THEN come down with a raging case of the mumps the next day. Not a pretty picture.
Dannnnnng! How come trouble always comes in bunches? So sorry. That just plain stinks.
A simple thing but often overlooked; if you are taking ANY prescription medications, check the data sheets for side effects.
My right shoulder was going stiff on me until the Doctor changed me from Zocor to something else. Shoulder is fine now.
Retribution, I reckon, for a reckless youth...gettin' old beats the alternative, though.
Hang in there!
My completely unsolicited advice would be to try massage first. You might be amazed at what it can do for those types of problems. It feels good too.
Sorry, I don't want to fuck you with Heather's dick...........dead or otherwise.
What's wrong Wes? Don't have your own to use?
smile when you say that Heather. My dad can kick your dad's ass.
Oh, wait.............I forgot......my dad is dead.
Sucks to get old. Ask me how I know as I type this left-handed.
... damn, Rob... the hits just keep on coming....
Oh shit; that really sucks. Surgery = absolute last resort, Bro.
Surgery itself sucked and I hate regular rehab. BUT... functional IS just wonderful. My shoulder with the rotator cuff repair is the strongest of the two.
I've been told if my doctor had sent me to rehab sooner--he waited two weeks--I probably would have full range of motion. Right now if I was on my back with my hands handcuffed straight behind my head, one arm is about an inch off the floor. But who can tell in the dark?
Benefits of surgery: when you catch the girls you will be able to hold 'em now!
Umm Wes, you don't know me. I don't find you funny in the least. I made an honest suggestion, don't include me in your crude sense of humor. I've commented maybe twice here, and you have no reason to speak of me in such a way. Maybe I don't get your joke, or maybe you just aren't funny.
Sorry for the misunderstanding. I wasn't in any way making fun of you, I was needling Rob. As you read more of Rob's blog, and read the comments, you will see that examples of a "crude sense of humor" are often on display. Your name just happened to be above the comment box, and was a female name. It is entirely possible that I am not always funny, just occasionally.
No hard feelings?