I got my MRI results and diagnosis on my shoulder injury.
The good: I do not need surgery. I do not have a torn rotator cuff. I should “heal without incident.”
The bad: I have a non-displaced fracture of the proximal humerus. Which in simple terms means I broke the bone on the top of my shoulder but it is not out of place. It still hurts and I still have very limited mobility.
The ugly: I cannot return yet to my usual exercise routine. It took a lot of time and mental energy to build that habit. And while I may not like exercising while I am doing it, I fully appreciate the benefits I derive and am afraid it will be hard to get back to where I was after a long break. So I am a bit frustrated. And I am sad that I cannot ride my bike outside now that the weather is finally cooperating. I have waited months for that! I have no idea when I can lift weights again, or even bear any weight at all for that matter. And I don’t see yoga in my future any time soon. Fingers crossed that less exercise does not result in more pounds. Heavy sighing.
But I am trying to be a glass-half-full person so I will focus on what I can do. I can walk outside or on the treadmill. I can burn a few calories on my oh-so-boring elliptical. I can do crunches for my abs. I can do lunges and squats, much as I don’t want to. And I will keep up with the little itty bitty arm exercises that the doctor prescribed last week for physical therapy. (And I will not think about my muscles atrophying just as we get into the season when my body is going to be its most exposed. My arms were never going to look like Michelle’s anyways.)
I go back to see the doctor in two weeks. Supposedly he wants to do another xray but since this fracture didn’t show up on the first one, I don’t think that makes any sense. I’ll cross that bridge if the doctor tries to drag me over it. Until then, I will take each day as it comes and remember that this could indeed have been so much worse and that one day soon I will again be able to sleep on my side. I will not curse my horrible medical insurance that will turn my almost free ski vacation into the most expensive vacation I have taken in years thanks to my own clumsiness and stupidity. I will remain optimistic. I will be patient. I will. I will. I will.
And maybe I will ask my primary care doctor this summer if I need to get my bone density checked.