Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Sometimes we celebrate Less Words Wednesdays. Today we are negotiating Whiny Wednesday. I will not be offended in the least if you stop reading now. Really. And you do have fair warning since this post is titled Whiny Wednesday.
Dudes. I'm having surgery. Again. On Friday. This Friday. I'm less than thrilled.
When I went in to see the doctor in August, I had prepared myself for a surgery that would require me to be in a sling for about a week and do some physical therapy. Not ideal, of course, but manageable. The pain in my right shoulder has gotten so bad that I had to do something. And that seemed doable.
Unfortunately, my medical expertise seems to have failed me. The surgery I will most likely end up having will require the stitching together of damaged tendons and a sling for six weeks. That seems a lot less manageable. And kind of scary.
Hence, Whiny Wednesday. Because sometimes when your big girl panties are twisting, the only thing left to do is whine. And then carry on.
So I've been carrying on. I've been making freezer meals and cleaning my house and preparing my girls for what is sure to be a challenging time. And rearranging the front room. Because that is what you do in times of turmoil.....you rearrange furniture. But I really like it. Very different from any previous arrangements, but loving it.
And for those of you keeping track of my medical mishaps, my surgery last February was from breaking my nose while doing laundry. This surgery is from an old high school injury. I dislocated my shoulder while vacuuming. Yes, you read that right. Dislocated my shoulder vacuuming. Clearly, if we learn nothing else from this year, we have learned that it is unsafe for me to housework.
I really should petition my insurance for a cleaning lady. It would probably cost less.