I’m coming up on four weeks since my shoulder surgery, and I’m just about at the end of my rope. I’ve been strapped into this goddamn sling that holds a chunk of foam rubber the size of a Barbie Dream House under my left arm, to maintain the proper angle for healing. It feels like when you get off the couch and part of the couch comes with you. It’s cumbersome, looks ridiculous, and has become the object of ridicule any time I leave the house, which is rare. “Hey, did you bring your own cooler?” “Whoa, is that your purse?” “Wow, how come you’re carrying that mailbox around?”/Bob Wire, New West. More here.

Question: How long did it take for you to bounce back from your last surgery?

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