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My Frozen Shoulder: One Year Later
6.27.2019
This time last year I was recovering from a Manipulation Under Anesthesia with the hopes of unsticking my shoulder. I'd been dealing with pain from a torn rotator cuff since the Summer of 2016. The pain got worse and worse until it eventually froze in August 2017. In September I was diagnosed with Adhesive Capsulitis. When I say it froze, I quite literally mean that my shoulder joint froze. At it's worst, I could barely lift my arm enough to get a razor in to shave my arm pit. I could not lift my arm fully above my head or extend the angle of shoulder open past 90 degrees. I don't think I fully realized how much I needed my shoulder to rotate on ball and socket, until I lost my ability to do so. The human body is amazing and it was especially designed that way for a reason.
Physical Therapy is Super Fun
7.26.2018
Adhesive capsulitis, also known as frozen shoulder syndrome is really weird. The tissues in my shoulder became tight and inflamed. Scar tissue and adhesions that are not supposed to be there formed making it hard to move my arm. The manipulation under anesthesia (MUA) is meant to break that tissue with aggressive movement and manipulation of my arm. It might also include a scope with tiny scissors through an incision in my shoulder, if the adhesions could not be sufficiently broken. The anesthesia team came by before hand and told me I would be given a nerve block shot prior to being put under anesthesia, but that I'd get a little something in my IV to relax me.
Bummer. I was hoping that the whole thing would happen while I was completely knocked out.
Surgery or no Surgery? That is the Question
7.18.2018
Disclaimer: I have no recollection of this photo being taken due to drugs |
My Shoulder is What?
1.17.2018
I sleep with a teddy bear. I know it sounds weird, and I know I'm way too old for stuffed animals, but you see my shoulder is frozen. And when I say frozen, I actually do mean frozen. Sleeping on my stomach is not comfortable, and sleeping on my right side is not possible. I know better than to even try. I can sleep on my left side okay as long I stuff a pillow under my armpit for support, but I spend most nights sleeping on my back. That's how the giant teddy bear found it's way from the basket in the spare room to my bed. I can't rest my hand on my belly when I lay down. It's really bizarre how it just sort of hangs there hovering above my stomach like a limp rag. Teddy gives me another option besides leaving it stiffly at my side. I wrap my arms around him, and generally contort him into whatever shape I need to get comfortable.
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