Welcome! I'm linking up with Stacy Uncorked for some randomness, Join us!
I'm typing all of this with one hand, which drives me nuts, but I'm alive! I survived shoulder surgery! An impingement repaired, arthritis cleaned up, bone spur removed, and a tear in the rotator cuff tendon repaired. Since there was a tear, recovery is expected to be longer.
I'm experiencing several side effects from the meds. The itching is the worst, and it's definitely from the pain medicine, but the one I haven't been able to link to meds is muscle spasms. They started yesterday. They don't last very long, but they are severe enough to wake me up, not that I'm sleeping much... 2-4 hours at a time usually. Arms, hands, legs, feet, torso, face. They aren't like a charlie horse. If they continue, I'll call the Dr. since I won't see him till Monday.
So... recovery is how I will spend the rest of the summer. I hope I am able to craft a little bit in a couple of weeks. I also need to clean out some closets.
This last Sunday was Father's Day which is difficult for me. My dad passed away in October, 2004. I have to keep my wall up and live in denial because the grief is too hard to deal with.
My mom came over the day of my surgery. She cooked me soft-boiled eggs. Have you ever had a 4-minute egg? And isn't it funny how mom can take something ordinary and make it special? No matter our age, moms still want to take care of us. I'm the same way with my kids. My family is taking good care of me, but I don't like being dependent. I sure am catching up on TV shows! What are your favorite shows?
It's also time to link up with Time Out for Mom for Coffee Chat. She says: Be Inspired!! Share something that inspired you this week: a quote, a photo, a story in the news. Let's spread some positivity!
My mom inspires me! She has had lung cancer and part of her lung removed. She has had breast cancer and a mastectomy. She recently had skin cancer removed. She is a strong woman. She also laid my dad to rest about 10 years ago, and she still keeps going, Her dream was to go to Jerusalem, and she did that, too. She mentors an emotionally disturbed pre-teen, volunteers at the library and the local food bank, and prepares meals for the needy families who stay at our church once a month. She is not a saint, but she is kind, thoughtful, smart, and strong. She can be the perfect pain-in-the-butt, too, but I'm proud to call her my mom.