This is post-surgery after Doctor Suresh Nayak removed the bone from the shoulder to who knows how far down to titaniumize it to give me a cyborg shoulder with a spike-like metal construct. This went into what was left of the bone and the other end provided the 'ball' for the socket in my shoulder. No, this does not set off the metal detectors in airports.
The shoulder was about a third necrotized (i.e. dead) and this was just one more thing which the quack doctors in Rhode Island ignored, same ones who said I was not disabled. I could have been in a fookin' wheelchair and they would not have noticed. I said, screw this, and bailed. Good-bye house, money, everything. As soon as Doctor Nayak saw the x-ray, he was scheduling the surgery.
The result was an increased range of motion in my shoulder although still far from complete. I still have difficulty washing the right side of my body because I can't fookin' reach it (larfs). It was, nevertheless, a miracle work as I was steadily losing function in the arm, it hurt like a bitch, and, wtf, it was dying (i.e. happens due to insufficient blood flow to the bone because of the original accident).
Most of all, Doctor Nayak gave me back the ability to play and I will love and respect him until the last gasp wheezes out of me. While the pic looks awful, I can tell you definitely this did not hurt as much as the original surgeries to fix it after 2001 and years after.
And, hey, if you look at my belly, you can find a horizontal incision which is where the trauma team in the E.R. cut me open to insert a tube. Hell, no, there was no anesthetic as you don't get nothin' if they think yer head got whacked. I must have been so deep in shock by that time it didn't even matter to me when they did it. I just knew I had made it to the E.R. so maybe they can put me back together again.
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