What's that old saying...."Life is what happens when you're busy making plans." So goes my saga. I had my hospital pre-assessment on Friday and the nurse checking me in was not cooperating with my plan. She indicated I'd probably go home Saturday after my Friday surgery and no Home Health!!! She was totally clueless as to what it means to be by yourself with only one arm and hand available for activities of daily living! Her "solution" was "can't you just have a friend come by to check on you every day?" Yeah, right.....for six weeks??? I don't think I have enough good friends to make that work. She told me no bath aide and I could just take sponge baths for 6 weeks. And....I could wait to wash my hair....WHAT??? SIX WEEKS???? I must wash it every 3 days or I turn into an "oil farm." I tell you, she really added a pile of stress to my preparations.
I thought I was so smart to purchase a battery powered can opener that you just place on top of cans and it does the rest. But during my one-handed test I discovered that it has no shut off (it just keeps running until you get it off the can) and the magnet that grabs the lid is so strong that you cannot lift the opener off the can when it's running. If you try and shake it loose, the can contents go everywhere. I tell you, it's a Chinese plot to drive Americans crazy. So I need to minimize my use of cans for that six week torture trial. (or as the nurse suggested....just have one of my friends pop over to open the can for me)
I'm trying to retrain my spoiled brat dog to go outside in the fenced back yard instead of out front on the leash. She hates it, though, and wants me to go out with her. I've figured out that if I had a poncho I could put on, I could easily walk out on the top deck to coax her to go down and potty. What a brat!!!! So, I found two inexpensive ponchos to buy. The one that you put over your head won't work at all as it bunches up at the top of my back and I can't reach it to pull it down and in place. The one that has a "frog" clasp in front is possible sort of. Maybe I'll get better at swinging it around me with some time. Both ponchos don't slide very well over the big flannel shirt that I have to wear to cover me and my slinged arm. My two new HUGE flannel shirts are good, though. Nice and soft and tent-sized. I can get them on and buttoned with one arm! Victory!! They are a Big and Tall Men's size 2X large and they come down almost to my knees! Guess that will be okay if I decide I don't want to try and put on sweat pants some days.
Maybe I'm making too much of the unknown here, but it does seem that recovery from a shoulder replacement is going to be a lot more challenging than my knee replacements. Most of the problems stem from being alone and losing the use of both arm and hand on the left side for 6 weeks. I'm hoping that the reality won't be as bad as what I'm imagining. I mean, I can't open bottles, jars or even zip lock bags! I can't put new sheets on the bed. I may be able to sit on a chair in the kitchen and put the items I need to get into between my knees to hold them. And maybe I can wrestle the fitted sheet on with one arm and just leave the top sheet and comforter loose.....sigh......It's going to be a real learning experience.
I'm trying to contact the social worker at the hospital to talk with her about home health services. Hopefully she will reassure me that the check-in nurse was simply clueless in her comments and I will be able to get that assistance.