At Least it Sounds Cool
Tuesday, March 27, 2007 at 08:22AM 
What do I have in common with a cheesy Canadian 80's rock band?
After three months of increasing pain in my shoulder, I finally got my butt, and my shoulder, over to a physiotherapist. What I thought was arthritis, and then a rotator cuff injury, turned out to be FROZEN SHOULDER. Whoa, yes, it as dramatic as it sounds. I think it sounds like something maybe spies get when injected with some nasty toxin from the bad spies.
"Do you expect me to talk, Coldfinger?"
"Noooo, Mr. Terlson, I expect you to FREEZE!"
Anyway, it's painful as hell and the exercises to go with it are no walk in the park - but it is fixable. The bad news is that it may take a year to return to full motion. The other bad news is that I am supposed to make it move, make it hurt in other words. As far as I understand, the ball capsule thing is all gummed up (adhesive capsulitis is the actual name for it), and you need to force the bally thing to move, to rotate it without the shoulder blade compensating (med school readers of woofreakinhoo, take note).
Mr. Physioguy told me that in severe cases the surgical procedure is to put you to sleep and basically rip the shoulder upward, tearing the stuff that is holding the capsule in place – again reminding of some nasty movement from the bad spies.
Can you say: arrrgggg!
More than you probably want to know about Frozen Shoulder
Reader Comments (2)
Heya Craig,
Is that you in the middle with the leopardskin shirt, hat, and shades? Heh.
Frozen shoulder doesn't sound too pleasant. Will it hamper writing, drawing, and guitar playing? I hope not.
Damn - you picked me out, Andrew. You know how I love leopard skin.
The shoulder thing does affect those three loves of mine, yes. But I think that's why God invented Advil. (He did invent that, didn't He?)