Little Milestones

Good news! I’m turning a new page! 

You may know that I had total shoulder replacement surgery in January. As I write this I am just passing the six-week mark. It was painful for a while, but that’s another milestone I have passed—I have very little pain except when I’m doing my exercises—then it hurts a lot. 

So, I have spent the past six weeks in my chair, reading, texting, playing games on my iPad, and being waited on hand and foot by my wonderful husband, who has been an enormous help, doing the cooking and chores, and he is also my chauffeur to physical therapy, all while he still attends biweekly cardiac rehab from his triple bypass surgery in October. He’s doing great, by the way.

I have started walking again. I just didn’t have the oomph to get outside and move. Not to mention it has been cold and raining most of the time. But yesterday I went. Just one street, and it wore me out, but I did it. It’s amazing how much energy a surgery takes to heal and, at my age, I don’t have a lot to begin with. Another factor I discovered is that it’s not easy to walk swinging only one arm. It really messes with your cadence and balance. 

Healing happens by tiny milestones at a time. Every day brings something new. For instance, today I can reach my whole head and style all my hair. Jim tries to comb it for me but I have curly hair which requires a certain amount of know-how. But every day brings a new milestone, albeit teensy. The first week I couldn’t lift my arm at all—it was dead. And that was a little worrisome at the time. Being able to pick up or reach something that I couldn’t reach yesterday brought joy and wonder. A big milestone was being able to pull up my pants without help. T’warnt easy, but I could do it myself. I felt like a big girl, I’ll tell ya. 

Here’s Paul’s torture chamber. I shouldn’t say that, he’s a brilliant therapist—doesn’t mean it isn’t painful though. 


Next on my long-term agenda is to set up my studio and start working fabric. It’s so cold in that room in winter that I don’t even go there. I’m a fair-weather quilt artist. But spring is just around the corner.

I’m also a fair-weather golfer, and I have permission to swing a short club chip-shot as log as I keep my elbow in check. This is GREAT news! When you remove a piece of your anatomy you can’t help but wonder if you made a mistake, that the surgery will ruin things forever and golf will become something you only watch on TV. But it’s looking good. 

I still have six weeks to go before I can do anything and everything, but I’m getting there. I can see the light, anyway. And that’s huge. 




Comments

Anonymous said…
Good to see you're making progress. You have been through a lot but sounds like spring and your studio are coming up quickly. Looking forward to your art again. Sue

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