Getting Scary
This is starting to get a little scary now. First, my wife gets her face bashed in by a relatively far-fetched event of stepping on a rake. Then, a few days later, her right arm gets yanked out of the socket, tearing her rotator cuff and tendons in two places.
She toughed it out for a day or two with ice and ibuprofen, until the pain and dysfunction became unbearable. That led to a visit to Urgent Care, where she was told to get an MRI and see an orthopedic surgeon who specializes in shoulders.
He sensed a necessity to conduct a thorough interview to see if Cyndie feels safe at home.
“Stepped on a rake.” Yeah, right.
“My horse got startled by the chickens and her panicked lurch pulled the lead line I was holding in my right hand while attempting to secure the paddock gate with my other hand.”
“Are you SURE you feel safe at home?”
John might be getting a surprise visit from a social worker in the days ahead.
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😅 Yes, I think I’d be suspicious if I didn’t know you!
But really, poor Cyndie!! What a week. 😖 Sending healing thoughts her way. ❤
Liz
June 10, 2017 at 8:52 am
Thank you. I’m resisting an urge to get banged up, too, so I can have an excuse to NOT do all the work she now needs from me while she is on the disabled list.
johnwhays
June 10, 2017 at 9:14 am