Thursday, March 18, 2010

Shoulder Update

Side note: This is a follow up on the surgery I received January 15, 2010 because of a tear of the labrum and bone spurs in my right shoulder.

I went to the doctors for another follow-up exam; 8 weeks from surgery. Have to return in two months. He stated that I am doing well and I seem to be doing better than he anticipated. Apparently I have progressed faster than most patients (he said this)and I say, THANK YOU LORD!

Frustration, a little depression were just two of the emotions I was experiencing at first. Frustrated because I was so limited in what I could actually do and depressed because the household just seemed to be going downhill quickly and I knew I could do nothing to save it from getting worse.

The upside, my children did help tremendously. They helped every way they could think of, the problem was me and my expectations. While they played a role in that frustration by not doing what I asked sometimes, the majority of the time they did accomplish tasks they were given.

Many moms/wives know though, no one in the house can do it the way they can, nor as well. Did we die because the floor wasn't the way I liked it or the bathrooms weren't quite as spotless as I, but it sure felt like it at the time. Am I pitiful or what?

Ok, all complaining aside, much thanks goes to my family and friends who helped with dinners, cleaning and anything in between.

While I am not a hundred percent and won't be for months, at least I can wipe my own butt now with my right hand and not rely on my poor left hand which in all honesty was having a difficult time with tasks it was not use to performing.


Just Me said...

I totally get about housework not being done as I want...sigh. What a humbling expirience to have to rely on others so much. Glad your feeling better!

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Laura said...

Thanks for letting me know about the new blog. I will definitely stop by and check it out.

Oh and yes, it was definitely humbling. I cried more than once because I felt utterly useless. But as my husband said, I was supposed to be useless; I am healing.