Halfway to More Pain

I had my shoulder surgery four weeks ago today.  I’ve been in this stupid sling for 28 days.  I have my next follow-up appointment with the surgeon on the 12th of Never…er…November.  That means I’ll be in this stupid sling for 26 more days.  Yesterday was the halfway point of sling wearage.  After that, the pain and torture of physical therapy will begin.

I’m weary of wearing the sling, but I’m wary of not wearing it.  It would still be too easy to re-injure my shoulder or mess up the work that the surgeon did in my shoulder joint.  It would be MUCH worse if that happened, because I’d be right back at square one again.

Fortunately, the elbow pain from the ulnar nerve is pretty much gone.  I think it just got used to being in the sling.  Unfortunately, sleeping isn’t getting any better or easier.  I am probably averaging about 6 hours a night–barely enough to survive and not nearly enough to ever feel rested.  I still find myself nodding off at my desk in the afternoon.  I really don’t think that will get any better until after the sling is off, and probably not even then.

I’ve been able to do quite a bit one-handed though.  I actually made cinnamon rolls–a tradition in my family for General Conference.

Almost every day, my shoulder is a tiny, tiny bit better.