Physical Therapy

It Hurts!

Well not much news on the ole...old shoulder. We had the MRI done a week or so ago and had good news. No rips, tears, or damage that could be seen....hip hip hooray.

It appears I will live. Well that is what I thought till I went to physical therapy. Oh my goodness. She appears to be fairly fresh out of college, very kind, funny, and professional. I like her. So we are hoping that with three weeks of therapy I will be better. I do think that the shoulder is already better tonight. Maybe a little more range of motion....Or is that wishful thinking so I won't have to keep going? Ha Ha Ha.

I was never so happy to see January 1st in all my life. I have been hurting so badly, very badly, BADLY since around October. I remember I was taking pictures of my precious grandchildren on Halloween day at my favorite place. Caleb is always so easy to do. I was helping him get up in a tree and something happened and I thought I was going to cry, drop him. or something or all of that. That was the first time I can remember it hurting so bad that I could not function for a bit. I had to just stop and regain my composure. Since I hardly ever go to the doctor I decided to tough it out till January and meet my $500.00 deductible then. I did not want to meet it in 2009 and turn around and have to do it again in 2010. I am all about the money!

My dad has had two frozen shoulders. There is some fancy name for it, but I don't remember it and probably could not spell it anyway! One shoulder was fixed with therapy and the other with surgery. I don't care which one I have....just get it fixed. It is so hard to continue taking pictures and working on photo shop with this shoulder so messed up. My range of motion is strictly limited.....the pain level goes from 0 to 10 in a blink of an eye. I can not hardly wash my hair, blow dry it, or even

shave my arm pit. that is disgusting isn't it. I manage, but it is not easy and I am NOT going to paint you a picture of it either. So I am going to do my therapy every day and work hard at getting this shoulder back to 100% asap!

We are suppose to be getting a huge, major snow storm. I was so ready. I did all the laundry, the dishes, fed the birds, had plenty of dog food and extra treats fixed. I had bought groceries, fixed food, brought in firewood to the patio, gassed up the car, we had the generator checked and ready to go. Scott made a couple extra trips to the grocery store when I realized I forgot something else again at the last minute. Even tonight in the middle of it all, he ran (drove) to Wal-Greens and picked up some movies from Red Box. That way if we can't get them back it is only a dollar each. But I think he will be able to return them. Do you know why I think that???? Because so far my dreams, my hopes have all been squashed. SQUASHED I tell you. I so was looking forward to some major weather. I was soooo ready for some major weather. And now all that effort is for not! Oh well, I will live through it! Maybe tonight more will come in. Maybe I will get some beautiful white stuff. The last time ww had some was just a month ago when the kids and grand kids were here for Christmas. We had a blast being snowed in. The grand kids played and played in the snow and I can tell you it was WONDERFUL. Wish they were here this weekend but that is not to happen. Maybe some day soon things will change and the grand kids can be here with their grandma and have some wonderful, well deserved, much needed, grandma and papa time. Grandparents play a very special role in a child's life and our time with Caleb and Allie is limited. They will be gone in about one and a half years. So not seeing them for a month has cheated them out of some very special time and memories for their lives. But some things are out of my control, and I respect that. I have no doubt they know I love them and they love me. We are family and that will not change. So tonight when you go to bed.....will you please say an extra prayer for Chris and Sarah and Caleb and Allie. They are all such a blessing in mine and Scott's life. We love them, we miss them and we pray that God will touch their hearts and realize how much they need us....and we need them! We are family.