Snippets from Shoulder Surgery: Sister Morphine
Surgery, Pain, Oh Shit|
Modern medicine took a giant leap forward with the latest apparatus to dispense one of the oldest medications for pain. This little job hooked on to my sling and 5ml of sweet synthetic morphine dripped directly into my shoulder every hour! Shit! I didn’t feel anything for 2 days!
Mom pulled the tube out of my shoulder today - the 3rd day, and I got a glimpse of the damage. Not pretty. There are 7 staples starting at the top of my shoulder and running down the front. There will be no ignoring it. lol
Dr. Wey found that my arm was broken in 3 places and was torn away from the rotator cuff. He placed 2 pins and one metal rod thru the bone. At least now the bone is solid. I maintained in that 2 week period of time before the surgery that my arm felt like it was falling off. I was correct!
The really cool thing about the morphine is that on my way to Texarkana the night of the surgery, I could see the moon out of the window. My parents had me sandwiched inbetween a bunch of pillows with the front seat laid all the way back. I was sure the moon was following me, and telling me everything was gonna be OK.
The rest of the time, I repeatedly babbled a bunch of bullshit. lol
