As per usual I'm writing in my blog with no real reason or motive other than, well, I feel i should.
I'm currently sat on a train on my way home to Hereford, interestingly the only reason I'm writing this now is because my phone has ran out of battery so i cant mindlessly sit on facebook, (I'm writing in notepad). I cant remember what my last post was. I think it was something along the lines of "shit hit the fan",
Well it has.
I've not yet seen my surgeon, but it would seem that I have potentially damaged the labrum and other shoulder muscles via an accident i had a week ago. That is, re damaged. The 5 months of hard physiotherapy were not a complete waste though. In injuring myself i managed to hurt both of my shoulders, my right shoulder fully dislocated anteriorly and was in such a way for 8 hours, and much to my amazement my left shoulder, arguably the weaker of the two, only came away with aches and pains and 5 subluxions over the last three days. A subluxion is a partial dislocation towards the edge of the socket which spontaneously, or with the guide of your other arm quickly re locates. This means that the glenhoid labrum (CHECK) has been stretched, and indeed the muscles that i had surgery on have stretched again, however whether there is a tear or not is still not clear.
My physio does not think i have re teared my labrum due to the very little pain I am feeling and the fully range of movement. However he is not a shoulder specialist. Typically, there is a long waiting list to see my surgeon Mr Hay, so for now I
really do not know what to do.
Shoulder Dislocation Rehabilitation is somewhat of a controversial matter, for example my physio has told be that an adduction/abduction (CHECK) sling for 6 weeks will be sufficient. However web resources have stated that 2 weeks maximum is required in a sling, anything after that is pointless as it simply leads to more stiffness and more pain.
This 2 week sling period is great for me as I'm due to start work soon. As for my left shoulder, it has been suggested I have an Arthrogram and MRI, which is basically where my laburm is injected with a dye which under MRI will reveal any tears.
It really is just a joke isn't it. How can one person have so much bad luck, and just exactly when will I have a clear run of no mishaps?
It was no more than a week before this happened that I was discharged by my physio Chris Ward, and yet I found myself visiting him again today at the nuffield to start another long bid of rehab.
However there have been many positive things in my life of late. Glastonbury festival was out of this world. I drank all my alcohol in the first two nights, got on average 4 hours sleep every day and woke up drunk 5 of the 6 nights I was there. I saw some fantastic music in a vast array of different states, from sober to, well, lets just say far from sober. I made some new friends, chilled with current, and generally had an amazing time, it was a real escape from reality and came, despite the lack of sleep and a very refreshing week.
This was followed my three days in Paris. One thing that was surreal here was departing Glastonbury and then Bristol Airport in a nice 21DegC and landing in Paris in upwards of 35DegC. After a week binging at Glastonbury I must have sweated out a
lot of toxins there. Paris was completely worth it though, a beautiful city, with a beautiful way of life. If it wasn't for my complete inability to speak French, let alone English Id happily live there. On a role, I made it back from Paris to Bristol and down to Plymouth before heading to Newquay. Newquay was great, it was brilliant to see the lads, but, well, I was a mess, I was physically and mentally exhausted and really just wanted to go to bed and not get out for a long time. However it was Daes stag doo, he would only be having one and i had to be there. But this weekend, for me at least, became tainted by my accident, and it was here in Newquay, that my shoulders met their worst challenge yet.
OK so this is becoming a very long blog, I don't want to stop writing though, so I will chunk it up into sections with photos so it is easier to digest and you, my non existent audience can pick and choose which sections you want to read about.
The final positive in the messy puzzle of the last two weeks has come in the form of Sarah Youen. We met at pre drinks to a spontaneous night out a few weeks ago in Plymouth. A complete breath of fresh air, it was so nice to meet someone that was
and is so genuine, and so genuinely loves life. There are no pretenses, no prejudgements, no girly snobbery, just a girl who wants to have fun in life, and certainly knows how to have fun in life. We hit it off straight away and even I couldn't believe how I could so comfortably spend so much time with someone that I had just met. Since returning from Glasto, Paris and Newq we have pretty much hung out everyday, doing what we like and loving every minute of it.
So despite ruining my shoulders and potentially having to spend a few weeks in a sling, the past month has been full of sheer brilliance.
Glastonbury is actually another world, a world everyone should experience.
Paris is a beautiful city, a city that deserves 3 days of any ones time
Newquay stag doos are not my cup of tea in the slightest, but is something I think everyone should have the chance to experience,
and the company of Sarah Youen is something I hope will continue, for I feel we have many more adventures to come.
Lets see what the future holds...