No Slings Attached!

The sling is gone. After six weeks of wearing it day and night, I'm finally able to dispose of the Ultra Sling II. My six week check up was on Friday, and the doctor said I am doing pretty well and don't need the sling any longer. By this point in time, the expectation is that you can raise your elbow to the side at a 90 degree angle, and I can get mine a bit higher than that. I start six weeks of physical therapy on Tuesday, probably three times a week. I hear that it can be a bit "intense" to begin, but met the therapist who is a very nice, pettite young woman who looks like she won't hurt me too much.


The picture is probably the only one in existance of a middle-aged white guy in a sling singing "Funky Cold Medina" in a karaoke bar in Wilmington, N.C. We managed to get a visit in last week for Susan's birthday and had a nice time.