Well, tomorrow is surgery day! Finally getting the rotator cuff tear on my right shoulder addressed and hopefully walking away from the hindrances caused by it. Life has essentially been placed on hold this entire year due to waiting to move past this one; couple that with the long-term relationship (that I truly thought was “the one” (if there is such a thing)) coming to an abrupt end and imploding, the last few months have been a challenge and a tremendous exercise in mental and emotional fortitude, patience and self-control. Following this surgery, I can finally get back to things I really enjoy and potentially starting new stuff – strength training, guitar lessons, maybe even joining a bowling league – and just basically enjoying a discomfort-free existence (ESPECIALLY during SUMMER!!) and moving past what 2025 has presented so far.
My anticipation has also reminded me of the old adage “careful what you wish for” as well too though, to be completely transparent. Like any surgery involving anesthesia, there’s always that small chance of things going south; and my age, genetic/racial disposition, and pre-existing health condition (despite the severity) don’t exactly counter the argument 😅 and still introduce a level of risk. So I decided to “adult up” and have spent a little time gathering up details regarding important things (household FAQs, account credentials info, Wilma need-to-knows) as a “just-in-case” – the last thing I’d want is for family to have to limp around, trying to figure out my “how to do Keef” nonsense without some help (even if it’s minor), while also dealing with a loss. Yeah, I know God’s got me in His hands, but I also realize my life’s according to His plan and not my own; so, in all things, I trust His “expertise”. 😊
But despite the disconcerting possibilities, and assuming all goes swimmingly, here’s to only having the use of one arm…again, loving and hating physical therapy…again, looking like a wounded bird for a month or two…again, and reaching 100%…again! Ok, 87%.