The Sweetest Medicine...

Recuperation is in full swing... Stitches removed... Arm still in a permanent sling, but Pain is "manageable"... We just might make it thru this rotator cuff thing (easy for me to say, the one who has not had her rotator cuff "wrangled" about...Farmer Husband says the jury is still out...)

But he does agree that the Rest and absolute Laziness of our days has been a Luxury... smile...

It is incredibly indulgent to not have an agenda... no errands to run... no meetings to attend... no work piling up... no hungry goats to feed... just a recliner, a pile of books, a hopper full of movies and this sweet thing...

 

Shy smiles and tender hugs... Recuperation doesn't get much better!

 

Thank you Aubree Claire for making our day!

 

 

Rotator Cuffs, Ropes and... Spring!

Update for the curious... Rotator Cuff is re-attached...  Recliner is at the ready... Recuperation has begun...

And there are 2 things, no 3, that I am grateful for today:

*  So blessed by Competent Surgeons who can wrangle and wrestle with torn tendons.  Our doctor said Farmer Husband had done an amazingly great job of rolling the tendon all the way to the back of the socket... I don't think that was a good thing, actually I'm pretty sure it was a bad thing...  Our wonderful surgeon then brought out the pictures he had taken during the "procedure" documenting him "wrangling" the wily rotator cuff into position...and Spoiler Alert...yes, that is a rope in the pictures.  Additional Spoiler Alert...pictures are really yucky... Look Away Now!

 

 

 

 Yucky... Right???

I don't think Surgeons should do Show and Tell...
the Tell part by itself would be fine... Just sayin'

*  Doubly Blessed by Compassionate Anesthesiologists who do awesome things with Nerve Blocks.  We are 24 hours into recovery and still no pain... although handsome husband says his arm feels like it weighs a ton and is deader than a doornail (personally I am ecstatic... I dislike pain, especially when it's happening to someone I love...) 

*  And finally, I am so grateful that tomorrow heralds the first day of Spring!  Ok, nothing to do with rotator cuffs, but who can't identify with this?  Warm Days, Sweet Fragrances, Balmy Breezes and Glorious Blooms... So ready to leave this Winter long gone!

And truly, Spring is the perfect place to begin our Rotator Cuff Recovery...

Journeying on in Grace, Always,
                                             Jane

One Small Mis-Step....One Big Disruption

The job was completed.  All that was left was clean-up. 

Farmer Husband was almost ready to head home.

And then the cuff of his pants caught on a pallet while he was loading up the spent steering cylinder.

It was just a little mis-step.  Mere inches and his cuff would have cleared the pallet.

 

No...No, not this pallet!

 

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This Pallet! 

The forward momentum of his body and the 150lb steering cylinder spelled disaster.

He landed on his right side with a jarring thud and intense pain followed.  His shoulder seemed to take the brunt of the fall.

Life spun from Grand to Gloomy in a heartbeat.

These last few weeks have been spent visiting doctors, filling perscriptions, having x-rays, meeting physical therapists, and finally a trip to the Imaging Center for an MRI.

Final Diagnosis...Torn Rotator Cuff.

Ughh!  Our journey through life just took an unexpected detour.

Consult with an Orthopedic Surgeon is in the future as well as possible (very likely) surgery.

While we wait for the wheels of insurance approval and appointment availability we find ourselves offering Gratitude for the Graces found even in this valley...

The injury is not life-threatening.  Grace Given.  We know the heart-ache of so many with terminal diagnoses.

The big jobs will wait.  Grace Offered.  Work has arranged for light duty for Leroy while "off" tending his shoulder.  We laugh at this Grace, for Farmer Husband is not prone to enjoy a desk job with its accompanying requisite filing and phone responsibilities.  But we know the hurt of so many with no jobs.

The enforced time home, rather than traveling across country with work is an unexpected gift.  Grace Enjoyed!  Time together is sweet.  We know the pain of so many missing loved ones gone.

And so we journey this messy life.  There will be hidden Graces still to find.  And Gratitude to give.

 

                                   ~ One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp

Not Easy... But we're longing hard after Joy.  Trusting in the Grace Giver for abundance.

Love Always, Jane