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Well, I think I mentioned it elsewhere but I wanted to update and expound upon it a bit. In early March I slipped on the ice at work and ate it hard; wound up breaking part of the ball and part of the socket of my right shoulder. It took a few weeks to get an appointment with an orthopedics guy who discovered the injury and the dislocation out the back. I got surgery about 11 or 12 weeks ago and just got out of the brace two weeks ago. It's been a drag, to be sure. We lost about a year with Covid-19 and just when things were starting to turn the corner I had this injury happen. I've been out on worker's comp for four months and was actually looking forward to getting back to work.
So fast forward to this Thursday. Had a follow-up appointment kind of thinking maybe I'm close to getting back. No such luck! I'm still forbidden from lifting more than five pounds and won't be cleared to return to work for another 8 weeks at least. While I'm disappointed, I'm trying to be philosophical about it. As I told the surgeons I'm not just looking at two months from now but rather two years, five years, ten years down the road. If this surgery doesn't "take" the next step would be a complete replacement of the shoulder. The junior surgeon has explained that this is "a life-altering injury" and that I can't rush the recovery.
It's a tough time though! I'd like to return my job, and there are some other excellent opportunities I've been mulling over. I'm not a young guy anymore, there are far less years ahead than behind. It's weird but it takes something like this to drive home what a blessing it is/was to work at something that doesn't make me miserable. It's been a long time since I wanted to be anything other than a chef, and it's hard to watch it go by as I sit on the sidelines.
Just kind of venting a bit.
So fast forward to this Thursday. Had a follow-up appointment kind of thinking maybe I'm close to getting back. No such luck! I'm still forbidden from lifting more than five pounds and won't be cleared to return to work for another 8 weeks at least. While I'm disappointed, I'm trying to be philosophical about it. As I told the surgeons I'm not just looking at two months from now but rather two years, five years, ten years down the road. If this surgery doesn't "take" the next step would be a complete replacement of the shoulder. The junior surgeon has explained that this is "a life-altering injury" and that I can't rush the recovery.
It's a tough time though! I'd like to return my job, and there are some other excellent opportunities I've been mulling over. I'm not a young guy anymore, there are far less years ahead than behind. It's weird but it takes something like this to drive home what a blessing it is/was to work at something that doesn't make me miserable. It's been a long time since I wanted to be anything other than a chef, and it's hard to watch it go by as I sit on the sidelines.
Just kind of venting a bit.