So far I have a few problems:
1. I am afraid to take my pain meds. Well, actually I'm not afraid to take them, I'm just afraid I'll run out. Some docs aren't too good about writing prescriptions for narcotics and I've got 4 - 6 weeks of physical therapy 5 days a week to get through. I tried not taking them so I'd have them for PT but that was a bad idea. I found out really fast why people say this is a brutal recovery. And I do use my arm more when I take them, which is what I'm supposed to do. So ... I really wish I had asked him how many prescriptions I'm allowed.
2. Pain meds again. I take them and then tend to overdo it. I lifted a pot of soup last night - totally forgot I wasn't supposed to do that. Brian was napping and I didn't want to wake him up to fix supper.
BTW, the pic is a pic of my shoulder today. The doc must be pretty good at what he does to be able to get in there and work and leave almost no bruising. My right hand is actually more bruised than my shoulder from the IV. So, yeah, I'm impressed.
I'm really VERY grateful for the cards I've gotten, for the people who have prayed, and for the Chick-Fil-A sandwich! I LOVE LOVE LOVE Chick-Fil-A and I LOVE LOVE LOVE the two people who brought it by. OK ... back into the sling.