What do you mean shoulder surgery? I was supposed to go to Africa!
Posted April 8, 2019 6:00 a.m. EDT
Robert Burns once famously wrote, "The best-laid schemes of mice and men may often go awry." It was this phrase that came to mind as I lamented my fate since retiring just two short months ago.
With such enthusiasm, I wrote here about what was ahead with my new-found freedom. I wrote this piece in week one. In week two, I saw a doctor about a sore left shoulder.
I am no stranger to shoulder issues, but I hoped this latest one was minor, and that I’d be back on the courts within a couple weeks. I was not so lucky. The treatments that had worked before proved ineffective now. After X-Rays, the doctor reiterated to me what he had said a few years ago, “You aren’t going to be happy until you have shoulder replacement surgery.”
I decided to get a second opinion.
The second opinion, which took another month, concurred with the first. I am scheduled for surgery April 10. The recovery will take a few months. I just canceled my retirement gift to myself - a long-planned trip to Africa with a group of close friends.
I have racked my brain to figure out what I did in a former life to deserve this - exactly one week into retirement. It doesn’t escape notice that I didn’t retire when I was young, and I’ve gotten darn good use out of my body for a long time. But I do wonder if the universe has a warped sense of humor, and decided to show me who’s boss.
As I told a friend recently, “the stress and strain of a fast-paced profession kept me together all these years!” Now that I’ve slowed down to smell the roses, I have experienced body parts going out of warranty with a vengeance.
So what now? I’m scouring travel brochures for my own revised bucket list destination sometime later this year. Karma owes me, and I plan to collect. Right after I regain the use of my left arm.