The holiday was just brilliant and just what I needed before my operation. I came home lovely and tanned (well, as tanned as I ever am) and very happy.
The day after I got home I had to go and see the shoulder surgeon. He did quite a few tests on my movement and then did something to it which made my shoulder make a massive, but very impressive crunch sound, to which the surgeon made a worried face and then apologised for hurting me. I told him that he really didn't need too and that I wanted him to see what I was going on.
He said I needed some xrays to confirm what he thought and then he could make a decision. So...I had the xrays and then went back and he showed me where the problem was and said 'I can't do any manipulation, I can't do any keyhole surgery, I think you know what I'm saying Sally.'
Unfortunately I did.
I've only ever cried once in front of a Dr and I thought that this was going to be the second time. I managed to keep myself together by focusing on the job in hand, which is...What joint do I have replaced first? A thought that most under 30's have!!
It's sunk in now and I'm getting used to the idea. To be honest, I have no choice. I'm just glad the hospital can help me.
Bloody Hell Sal :-(
ReplyDeleteBig Hugs from me. Shame we're not closer to try and put the world to rights over a cup of tea or ten xxxxx
But does that mean that you will be able to knit faster?! xxxxxx I can see the look on your face now.......
ReplyDeleteI could do with a hug mate! I've got used to it now. I hope I can't knit faster!
ReplyDeleteMiss you. x