A morning of doctor visits

Sure glad the morning is over.  My blood draw was quick and fairly easy so no big deal there. The physical therapist is a young woman of 20 or 30 something but seems knowledgeable and very nice. I learned things to help me tolerate the shoulder pain and I know what to expect in the weeks to come.
My surgery (and she said shoulders are one of the hardest to get through) was a total reverse shoulder replacement which means the ball and socket are opposite where they used to be.

My first appts will be her doing gentle movements but my home exercises have to be kept low key for now.  I have to massage the shoulder with vit E and continue to try and break up the scar tissue. I'll probably be going twice a week for six weeks and should progress to more active exercises as I get stronger.

She advised me to wear the sling more than I have been, to not lay on my right side in bed, and to use ice when it hurts.    I also have to buy a stress ball and use my computer chair arms to rest on when I type.

My early morning appt was with my knee surgeon.  As usual, her bedside manner was lacking.  She has no sense of humor either.  (which I already knew)  Anyhow, when I let it slip that I had shoulder surgery a month ago, she wanted to know why I didn't have her do it.  I suppose I could have told her
"Because you're a pain in the ass!"  But instead I said:  "Oh I didn't know you did shoulders.  I also told her it was so messed up, a specialist needed to be used.  She didn't like that either.  Naturally, I didn't tell her I may have to have my left shoulder done sooner or later.

At one point, I mentioned that I was still timid about walking down steps normally and I often took them one at a time. Our conversation went something like this:

Doc -- "Well, you have things working against you.  First of all, you're obese."

"Wait!  What?  I'm obese?"

"Well, how much do you think a person your height should weigh?"

"About what I do now."   (I kept thinking she'd crack a smile but nope.  No sense of humor)

"Well, you're mistaken and I don't agree with you.  You need to lose 70 pounds and as you get lighter, you'll become more sure of yourself going down steps."

Imagine that!    I wanted to say BITE ME!  but I am a lady, after all.  ha ha ha ha
And I won't be recommending her to anyone too soon!

Guess I'll get a few odds and ends done around here now.  Can only stay online for 30 minutes or less.