Ventured out to the mall today: my first non-medical instance of leaving my yard since Friday a week ago. The Lady drove, of course.
My sister recommended some calcium supplements for the bone healing, and glucosamine + chondroitin for the ligaments -- plus eating more protein. Picked up vitamin supplements for the first two, and chicken muscle for the protein.
I was unusually wary of having people stand close to me at the mall, especially on my right-hand (bad) side: I tended to keep my left hand up near my chest, ready to cross-block if anyone seemed like they would bump in to my bad shoulder.
I'm feeling much better, psychologically and emotionally, now that I know exactly what's wrong with my shoulder -- and that it's in the correct alignment and it's OK to start healing and re-building. No pain in some positions; some minor pain in other positions, or if I lift heavy things with my "good" side, which causes me to tense my entire shoulder structure (both sides); gah! So, I have to remember to not lift things.
Otherwise, I was taking the pain meds just out of principle, every four hours -- but I stopped as of last night. (Well -- I woke up with minor pain about 3am, so I popped some pills. But other than that, no meds today -- and it's now about 6:30pm.)
I feel a little guilty, having less pain from a self-inflicted (by way of stupidity) injury, when a friend at work has chronic headaches from no fault of his own. Not that I want pain. But it just doesn't seem fair.
I can now at least type with both hands, for brief busts.
Getting better using my left hand: cut up an entire cantaloupe with just my left hand, except for using my "bad" hand (R. hand) to steady the halves when I used my "good" (left) hand to scoop out the seeds. Otherwise, completely one-handed.
Also opened the screwdriver blade on my pocket knife, pried open the staples from a small Daiso purchase, all with my left hand.
But I can't tie my own shoes. A weird feeling, to be dependant like that. Haven't had that since I was four.