A moment of chillin at work last night.
One good thing about evenings is the occasional personal conversation with someone because it’s quiet.
It was my incredible good fortune to talk with the very orthopedic surgeon I had decided to use for my rotator cuff surgery. He was just hanging out at the desk waiting for a case so I told him my situation.
Much to my surprise and delight, he said surgery should be our last option! He directed me to call his office so we can discuss all other non-invasive options first.
I love this guy! He immediately understood that I can’t afford to be knocked out of my life for months. Everyone else was doom and gloom, but not him.
So now I am much more hopeful that maybe with good therapy, some shots, grit and good guidance that I won’t have to go under the scope.
My arm actually feels better already!