September 2, 2020
The dog house is a bit crowded now because Momma is IN the dog house. It seems Dad put her there when he discovered, horror of horrors, that he was wearing his underwear wrong side out. Now you may wonder how Dad's underwear situation had anything to do with Momma so I'll have to back up a bit to explain.
As some of you are aware, Dad decided it was time to participate in one of those Golden Years Opportunties....namely....shoulder replacement. It took place on August 11th and he has been known as the one armed man ever since.
If you have ever injured an arm/wrist/hand, I'm sure you can identify with the fact that some tasks that you would perform withoout a thought now become a chore that can benefit from assistance. I have tried to assist Dad but he won't even let me near his arm at this point so it has been left up to Momma to be the assistant. Now I'm not saying she has to totally dress Dad, but her extra help makes the task so much simpler, until she held the underwear for him to step into .....WRONG SIDE OUT.
You may be thinking that with the extra work load of doing all her tasks as well as Dad's that Momma decided to lighten the laundry basket by getting two wearings out of the briefs....one day for each side. But I assure you, it was just a case of weariness and lack of attention to detail. And male briefs, unlike female knickers, have a definite right and wrong side that becomes very apparent as the day progresses. I mean, Dad couldn't help but notice the issue. Ooooooooooops!!
It may look like Dad was given
a bionic shoulder. Dad says it is nothing like the bionic arms in the movies that need no healing time and work like a charm from the get-go. His surgery is called a 'reverse shoulder replacement' that was necessary as his rotator cuff was basically shot. A ball was installed where the cup was, and the cup was installed where the ball was and the deltoid muscles will be strengthen to give him full range of motion after physical therapy.
Dad was wondering if his surgeon was a football player at one time. Doesn't this pic remind you of lacings on a football? The stitches have since been removed and the 'seam' is healing nicely, but still a bit raised on his skin. I think they call that a Golden Year trophy.
There was a big celebration at our house a few nights ago. Dad gave up the trusty recliner and was actually able to lay down on the bed for the first time since the surgery. Momma propped him up with pillows to support the arm, keep him from rolling and cocoon him so he wouldn't do any harm to himself accidently rolling in the night. Well, that was a disaster as all it did was build body heat and wake him up in sweat. Dad doesn't tend to flop around like a fish out of water during the night so he really didn't need all the cocooning after all. No, she didn't make it back to the doghouse for that event.
Physical Therapy began today. Dad had a week to get ready for the big event. His surgeon had given him some at home exercises to work with. Being an over-achiever, he was in great shape for his first evaluative session and scored high on the charts. Now, don't be disillusioned, the chart is set up for how much range of motion is typical for 3 weeks after surgery, not for performing everyday tasks with ease. Dad still isn't allowed to hold anything heavier than a coffee cup in his left hand.
Doc also gave him a present at his post-op appointment.
Now he even resembles a football player. That's a shoulder ice pack.And Dad told me absolutely NO chewing on his ball that blows up the apparatus for a formed fit. He also got another nice round black exercise ball to squeeze that he won't let me near. Dad, you know how much I LOVE balls. Can't you share with me?
Even I have noticed a big improvement in his independence level since he came home from the hospital 3 weeks ago. He can easily scoop up my doggy cookie treats so I can enjoy coffee break with him. And......seeing as he still has good use of his right arm, he can still toss my ball for me!! Go Dad😍
Things are getting back to the norm here slowly but surely........
I'm Chloe
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