Last Tuesday I became bionic. I had a complete shoulder replacement implant
replacing my arthritic right shoulder which I injured over 20 years ago. At that time, I underwent arthroscopic
surgery and had what is called a ‘slap’ repair which involved literally
hammering in place a tack to re-attach the tendon that had been ripped off the
bone in a fall. The repair was good for about 5 years and then progressive
degenerative arthritis stole my mobility over the ensuing years. Also my shoulder caused me constant pain,
which only got worse year after year.
Eventually the only solution was to replace the joint, which
I avoided for years until the pain became constant and unrelenting. So, less than a week ago I underwent the
surgery even though the concept of it was abhorrent to me.
I was pleasantly surprised.
As you might imagine, typing is a bit difficult since I only
have limited use of my right arm, but let me soldier through to extoll the
miracle of todays orthopedic surgical techniques.
My brilliant surgeon, Dr. James Guerra, sports medicine
director at Florida Gulf Coast University has perfected the ideal protocol for
shoulder replacement. He is leading the
design team at Arthrex, one of the countries pre-eminent producers of
artificial joints and instrumentation.
These engineers have brilliantly designed my implants to mimic the
actions and range of motion of the shoulder joint, one of the most complex
joints in the body.
My experience at the hospital was amazingly smooth. I arrived at the hospital about 7am and
within 20 minutes I had been admitted, washed, disinfected and prepped with a
painlessly administered IV. Every tech I
came in contact with immediately examined my wristband to confirm who I was and
then questioned me repeatedly about my birthdate. It was reassuring that they wanted to make
sure who I was and which shoulder was getting replaced!
After about another 20 minute of this, my ‘bartender’
arrived and without fanfare, versed took me to a peaceful place far from where
my new companions were working on me.
That is that last I remember until I awoke in the recovery room,
wondering when I was going in for surgery!
These docs have mastered the pain protocol. They gave me a 36 hour nerve block shot to
deaden my right shoulder and arm so when I awoke, I was completely comfortable
with no discernable pain at all!
After about an hour of dozing off and on, they took me to a
private room where the nurses hovered over me and made me comfortable. Within an hour or two I was pretty well conscious,
just tired. Slept on an off all
afternoon and had a small bite to eat about 6pm. Made it through the night, arising every hour
or so to march around the nurses station to incite my bladder to start working
again. Finally about 6am in the morning,
it obliged me, thank God. I was probably
a mere 15 minutes from having to face the catheter monster. I think it finally scared me into rousting my
sphincter from it’s refusal to answer my prodding. I think that was the worst part of the whole
experience.
Meanwhile, by 9am, I was checked out of the hospital, sent
home with drugs and told to expect almost daily visits from home nursing and
home physical therapy. So stem to stern
my surgical experience lasted only 26 hours, a true miracle for something so
major.
So here I am exactly one week post op and still not a shred
of pain! The strongest pain relief I
sought were two Tylenol last Friday.
That’s it!
Now clearly, I am facing 10 weeks of PT that is not going to
be a picnic, but the horrid arthritic pain I had been enduring is gone! I am wearing a sling/brace for another three
weeks which reduces any chance of disturbing the healing, but I am already
experiencing increased range of motion and mental relief at seeing this
experience in the rear view mirror!
So kudos for science!
The next 20 years of my life will at least be pain free and more mobile
because of the brilliance of my docs and the engineers that support them! For those of you who need a better frame of
reference for this procedure, here is a pic of the ‘after’ taken yesterday.
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