haven't been around much lately but I've got some time on my hands now so I thought I'd drop in and see what's been going on. This has been a hell week for me. It's a long story but I'll cut it short and just hit the highlights. Wednesday morning I was just starting a family room remodel for my neighbor across the street. They've got paneling on the walls and they wanted me to pull off the paneling, install wiring for a new surround sound system and then put drywall back up. Then install some new recessed lighting, crown molding, and then build some shelving and a book case for the A/V equipment. I'm going to mount his new flat panel on the wall and hide all of the wiring and such and give them a nice built-in look to the shelves for the gear.
I started the job just after 9:00 on Wed. morning and had removed the top and bottom trim molding and had just pulled off the first piece of paneling. I removed all of the nails and was about to pull the second piece off when I found one more nail up near the ceiling. I had been standing on the raised hearth to get to most of the nails but I slid the ladder over next to the hearth to get to the last one. I climbed up two or three steps and pulled the nail out with no problem. I then proceeded back down the ladder. For some reason I decided to step off of the ladder and onto the raised hearth. Something must have distracted me and I misjudged the distance to the hearth. I just missed it and went right down to the floor. I immediately knew something was wrong and I thought that I had dislocated my shoulder. After writhing around on the floor in horrible pain for a couple minutes, the baby sitter came into the room to see if I was OK. The owners were at work and she's watching their twin four month old daughters. She called 911 and got them on the way. To make a long story short, it wasn't dislocated but broken. The strange thing is that it's EXACTLY the same injury I did when I fell outside on some ice and snow five years ago. But this time it's my right shoulder and not the left. After three days in the hospital I came home last night. The good news is that the post-op pain is much less this time because they put a plate and screws into it this time instead of just pinning it together. In hindsight, I wish I had them do the plate/screw last time too. I'm still in some pain but not as much as I was last time. I've actually got pretty good mobility also too so far. I think this recovery is going to be faster than the last one and my surgeon who did the first one said that I made a remarkably fast recovery for that type of injury. I'm glad I don't really fly so the TSA shouldn't be giving me any trouble.
All I can say is that when I screw up, I do it RIGHT.