I can't believe how fast the time has gone since my last blog, or how much has happened. I hope the rest of the year is calmer.
In April the Dr. Pickett agreed to do the surgery on my shoulder, if Dr. Botts, my pulmonary doctor, would fax an okay for me to have the surgery. Dr. Pickett was still worried about my breathing, but Dr. Botts and family doctor, Dr. Bartlett both gave their okay. My shoulder had given me so much pain for so long, so I was glad to have the surgery scheduled for April 24th.
The day of my surgery, Wayne ended up in the emergency room with a gall bladder attack. They treated him, and after a couple of hours he felt better. They told him to make an appointment with Dr. Bartlett for follow-up. I didn't know about this until I was awake and back in my room.
Surgery went well, but I had to wear what felt like a straight jacket to keep my upper arm tight against my body. Wasn't supposed to drive or use my arm.
I was scheduled to begin therapy five weeks after the surgery. The night before my first treatment, Wayne began experiencing terrible pain. Around two-thirty in the morning I took him to the emergency room. They ended up keeping him, and I didn't get home until five-thirty or so. The next morning I found out that they were going to operate on him gall bladder around noon.
His surgery went well, but I was in physical therapy when he was moved back to his room. They kept him overnight, so I got to do the dogs by myself. That was fun. lol They sure do pull hard when being taken out or in.
To make a long story short, Wayne and I both came through our surgeries and recoveries