"Step into the street by sundown;
step into your last good-bye.
You're a target, just by livin';
Twenty dollars will make you die.
So I enter the most complicated, exhilarating and terrifying week of my entire life. Infusion and my friends, the catheter and needles, start the week out with a "stick". What a great Monday...
Tuesday brings me to the first post-op checkup with Dr. Palo. I get to see just how much my shoulder has healed and more importantly, ask the good doctor why he suggested that the injury may not be from the wreck. I will have to differ with him, as my shoulder was just fine BEFORE it was yanked. I find it amazing that when the MRI was read, the shoulder was torn. After, it was a different story. And lets not forget that a doctor's son ran into me and totalled my car. My shoulder started acting up almost immediately.
Wednesday and Thursday are "days of rest". HA!
Friday is pre-op for the big show.
Crazy? I am a desperado...
