Tuesday, October 10, 2017

A Blessing in Disguise

It's hard to imagine how a torn rotator cuff could be a blessing, but as I am prone to do, I try to find the reason and the blessing in most everything that happens in life.

I've been away from blogging so long that I'm probably talking to myself here, but my job as a truck driver became all consuming about 4 years ago and I just faded away from blogging.  I thought about it often,  and made several attempts at a comeback, but my job was all I could manage.  In a nutshell, I work from dark to dark. 

On the 9th of August, 2017, I fell on my right shoulder and ended up with a full thickness rotator cuff injury.  First of all, I couldn't believe I fell, because I never fall.  I always manage to catch myself when I stumble, and this fall was odd in the fact that, usually, when you begin to fall, your automatic reaction is to put your hand out to try and break your fall, but I didn't do that.  I went down directly onto my right (dominant) shoulder.  I'm not even sure why I fell. Tripped over my own feet?  Turned my ankle?  I have no idea.  

I was at work, and of course, whenever you fall, the first thing that gets hurt is your pride and you look around to see if anyone saw you.  Nobody did.  I was grateful for that at the time, but that turned out to be a bit of a bad thing in this case.  This is a work related injury, and any injury that happens at work that is un-witnessed, prompts and investigation, which has delayed my benefits.  

So.....oh yeah.....the blessing part.  After an MRI and several doctor appointments, I was told that I needed surgery and it is scheduled for the 18th of October.  I tried to continue working, but as anyone who's ever had this type of injury knows, trying to sleep at night is a battle.  The pain really sets in when you lie down.  I tried to sleep sitting up and life has become a little bit like hell.  I was fighting sleep at work and my pain was on the increase.  My treating physician decided to pull me off duty.  She gave me a narcotic pain killer so that I could sleep at night, and you can't drive a truck with that in your system.  

Enter the blessing.  I have essentially been forced to slow down and it looks like that could last as long as 6 months.  For the first 3 to 6 weeks post surgery, your shoulder has to stay immobile so that the tendons can reattach to the shoulder bone.

All that aside, I was made to realize how much this job is taking from me.  Not just in time, but in health.  I have gained about 30 pounds and am so out of shape it's ridiculous.  The cardiac clearance part of this whole process has revealed some potential problems with my heart that have, thus far, gone unnoticed. This fall could actually save me from worse things.

So, as long as I have the time, I intend to blog.  I have so much to share!

~Deb
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