Monday I started physical therapy on my newly repaired shoulder. Most of all I got some clarity as to what really happened to me (surgery details). I guess it’s just easier for me to talk to Lee (my physical therapist) than it is to talk to my doctor.  All in all, it wasn’t too terrible, and I came away more hopeful than I’ve been in a while, perhaps that the end of this journey was coming to a close (by “end” I mean like 12 more weeks of therapy “end”). I was sore and I’m sure that will continue, but what’s the saying “no pain no gain”. I’m committed to getting well so I can move forward with my life. So with going to therapy 3 times a week, and doing the home exercises, a little prayer, and the continued support of my family and friends, I hope I am closer to the end of the road to recovery than to the beginning, with the memory of this experience in my rear view mirror, slowly fading until I don’t have to think about it anymore.


~To Be Continued~

Read part 1 here.

Read part 3 here.


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