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And here we are, solidly into May. In MD, it seems like we bypassed spring entirely and jumped straight to summer. Last week, it was in the 50's, this week it's the 90's. After today, it's supposed to drop and be a little more comfortable, but I wouldn't call it optimal. Saturday and Sunday are supposed to be a little more pleasant, but so that's something. I mean, I believe it's supposed to rain all weekend, but that's okay. I don't really have anything to do outside. We have a shitton of games, but that's about it.
Yet again, didn't sleep great last night. I don't know if the shoulder is suddenly hurting more, or if I was so checked out from it that I didn't notice unless it was really bad. I suspect the latter. I already knew I was capable of pretty impressive feats of dissociation and I think this is just one more example. All I know is that now that I can't not pay attention, it's making things a lot more difficult.
I got grumpy with my primary care practice, which hadn't called me, and I saw that they were open til 8, so I gave them a call. It sounds like things were chaos. Apparently, the office closing was a shock to them, so they're scrambling to match patients with doctors. So, I probably wouldn't have gotten a call back for a week or more. But, they were able to get me an appt in 10 minutes with a PA.
She was very nice, and looked suitably horrified at the MRI report. My main question was whether I should set up physical therapy (mostly for the therapy pool and maybe the zappy TENS unit, or if I should wait until I see the Ortho. She told me in the strongest terms that I was not to do anything until I saw an ortho. I should just take it easy, not lift anything heavy and definitely not do anything that could strain the joint. She also said it will probably need therapy, but she feels like that will come after the arthroscopic surgery she is expecting him to recommend.
It was not the answer I wanted, but the one I kind of suspected after looking up all the different terms in my MRI report. I showed Jess the images from the MRI. I don't really know what I'm looking at, but on the last image, the doctor kindly put a little line that's 1.47cm just above the major tear. I don't think I'm supposed to be able to see bone right there, but oh well. 1.47cm isn't very big, right?
This morning, I'm feeling guilty. My sister was supposed to go up to Lancaster for a Blues Festival for a long weekend in June, but she's talking about cancelling, because I won't be able to do jack or shit to help Jess with Dad. I know we've basically spent the last year structuring our life around him, but I still feel bad. I convinced her to wait until after I see the Ortho to make any decisions.
I'm really frustrated with my inability to do things. I feel like a fully functional flower pot right now. I can sit and look pretty. That's about it.
Okay, time for me to get my ass in gear. These people aren't going to make their own MRI appointments, and before I can do that, I'm need of coffee and clothing.
Yet again, didn't sleep great last night. I don't know if the shoulder is suddenly hurting more, or if I was so checked out from it that I didn't notice unless it was really bad. I suspect the latter. I already knew I was capable of pretty impressive feats of dissociation and I think this is just one more example. All I know is that now that I can't not pay attention, it's making things a lot more difficult.
I got grumpy with my primary care practice, which hadn't called me, and I saw that they were open til 8, so I gave them a call. It sounds like things were chaos. Apparently, the office closing was a shock to them, so they're scrambling to match patients with doctors. So, I probably wouldn't have gotten a call back for a week or more. But, they were able to get me an appt in 10 minutes with a PA.
She was very nice, and looked suitably horrified at the MRI report. My main question was whether I should set up physical therapy (mostly for the therapy pool and maybe the zappy TENS unit, or if I should wait until I see the Ortho. She told me in the strongest terms that I was not to do anything until I saw an ortho. I should just take it easy, not lift anything heavy and definitely not do anything that could strain the joint. She also said it will probably need therapy, but she feels like that will come after the arthroscopic surgery she is expecting him to recommend.
It was not the answer I wanted, but the one I kind of suspected after looking up all the different terms in my MRI report. I showed Jess the images from the MRI. I don't really know what I'm looking at, but on the last image, the doctor kindly put a little line that's 1.47cm just above the major tear. I don't think I'm supposed to be able to see bone right there, but oh well. 1.47cm isn't very big, right?
This morning, I'm feeling guilty. My sister was supposed to go up to Lancaster for a Blues Festival for a long weekend in June, but she's talking about cancelling, because I won't be able to do jack or shit to help Jess with Dad. I know we've basically spent the last year structuring our life around him, but I still feel bad. I convinced her to wait until after I see the Ortho to make any decisions.
I'm really frustrated with my inability to do things. I feel like a fully functional flower pot right now. I can sit and look pretty. That's about it.
Okay, time for me to get my ass in gear. These people aren't going to make their own MRI appointments, and before I can do that, I'm need of coffee and clothing.
