Monday, June 20, 2005
Remember the simple cyst Howard was going to have removed from his shoulder Friday? The doctor got in there and found (in his words) "a big hole and a bone spur" that hadn't shown up on the MRI. So, after surgery for a torn rotator cuff, the man is spent the night in the hospital, then dealt with a lot of problems with nausea from the morphine. Being as stubborn as he is, he then stopped the morphine to stop the nausea, but didn't have anything for pain from 5 in the morning until about 10. By which point he was pretty washed out He couldn't meet up with his physical therapist until the nausea and pain were under control. She taught me how to put his shirt and sling on, and gave him a stern lecture about what will happen if he doesn't follow instructions (he gets to do this again!) We left the hospital about 3, and got home just after 4 in the afternoon. It felt really good for both of us to get home.This church had insisted that he record a sermon just in case he became unexpectedly ill, and the choir director called suggesting he use one. At first he had thought he could preach Sunday, but it became apparent that he wasn't going to be able to do so. He went to bed really early, exhausted by all his body had been through.He starts physical therapy Tuesday. For the next 6-8 weeks his right arm (he is right handed, ofcourse) is going to be in a sling most of the time (shall we say except for therapy or being washed), and then the sling is going to be attached around his waist so it doesn't put stress on his shoulder. Can we say that I'm not amused? I'm supposed to help him get dressed, help him lift... The list of things he normally does around the house that now devolve on me is pretty impressive. Not to mention the fact that he can't drive for the time he is in the sling.