Omg, love this beautiful piece it reminds that it’s not what one carries but how one carries it that makes all the difference. You go sister 💕 keep rolling
I cannot express how much I love this. I too tore my dominant side suprapinatus completely at 62, and what followed was unsuccessful and botched surgery, PT that hurt more than it helped, and an inability to do the things that give meaning to my life: everything from writing to playing the guitar, gardening, cooking, making love. My doctor said “Oh well.” I fell into a massive depression, and found a new doctor and a new PT. It is getting better little by little, but it is slow, so I’m doing what I can to honor it, to support it, and to celebrate the small successes. I cannot imagine going through this with simultaneous heart failure. Bravo to this brave and strong woman.
Thank you for this post which inspires my internal struggle to reclaim my music (I write songs). My creativity, and my love of writing, playing and singing stopped in 2020 when I lost my sister, my office and suite mates due to COVID, and I began falling to the ground for no apparent reason. I am persistent by nature, and your post reminded me of this quality’s strength.
A month ago I was in my 71 y/o best self health when I fell walking with friends and broke my leg in 4 places. I am in the phase of no weight bearing and require help with tasks that I so took for granted. My normally go-go lifestyle is on hold and I had to cancel multiple planned joys. I expect recovery to almost the same level I was at before but I see this as the beginning of that inevitable physical decline that we all must face if we live long enough. My current state is not as difficult as yours and I pray the universe is kind to me in recovery and rehab. You are a true inspiration and I thank you for sharing your journey.
My first impression was this is a story about coming back from a rotator cuff injury which brought up the question: why didn’t they do surgery? Then I got my answers one wallop at a time until the heart transplant !!! Viney you truly are a “comeback kid” and a testament to moving forward even in the darkest hours. I love the line “I am breath” - as we all are and thank you for the reminder. I hope there are many more roti in your future.
Thank you so much for sharing your story - I love reading other people’s experiences and reflections and this one really hit home! I had rotator cuff surgery on one shoulder years ago but then my other shoulder went out. I have a wonderful PT who has “straightened” me out (literally). You gave me a good jolt of confidence, hope and a reminder to look on the positive side!
I would also interested in the yoga teacher. I have physical limitations and every instructor I have dealt with seems to be unable to accept they aren't in my head.
Beautifully written, thank you so much. I am working my way through rotator cuff tendinitis and it’s no picnic. Every movement is a reminder of limitations, and therefore mortality, in a different way than before this injury. But i fully agree, each improvement brings such gratitude! I do yoga weekly, but certainly should be doing it more often, and each time i grind my teeth in frustration for the things I can’t do, I remind myself to be very very grateful for all the things that I can, including daily cooking, which brings me joy.
What a beautiful story of positivity, persistence, patience, and perseverance! I love it. Lovely photos too. I am 60, have a disability and just published my debut poetry collection (Beautiful Late Bloomer) after 51 YEARS of writing poems! We have to keep believing in ourselves, keep going, keep trying. My mantra is: “It’s never too late to bloom and shine!” ✨ 🌻 ✨
Thank you. This makes me feel appreciative of what I can do physically today — even if, more and more, it’s subject to a few limitations — but also inspired if (more to the point, when), going forward, I am forced to reckon more increasingly with physical challenges.
Thank you Sallie
Thank you Patricia!
Omg, love this beautiful piece it reminds that it’s not what one carries but how one carries it that makes all the difference. You go sister 💕 keep rolling
I cannot express how much I love this. I too tore my dominant side suprapinatus completely at 62, and what followed was unsuccessful and botched surgery, PT that hurt more than it helped, and an inability to do the things that give meaning to my life: everything from writing to playing the guitar, gardening, cooking, making love. My doctor said “Oh well.” I fell into a massive depression, and found a new doctor and a new PT. It is getting better little by little, but it is slow, so I’m doing what I can to honor it, to support it, and to celebrate the small successes. I cannot imagine going through this with simultaneous heart failure. Bravo to this brave and strong woman.
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I love your attitude.
Thank you for this post which inspires my internal struggle to reclaim my music (I write songs). My creativity, and my love of writing, playing and singing stopped in 2020 when I lost my sister, my office and suite mates due to COVID, and I began falling to the ground for no apparent reason. I am persistent by nature, and your post reminded me of this quality’s strength.
Thank you once again.
Oldsters are soldiers. They never run away!
Yes!
Thank you
So powerful, beautiful, and inspiring, Viney. I especially love “healing is becoming.” Thank you! 😊🙏🏻
Thank you, Sallie. So kind of you.
A month ago I was in my 71 y/o best self health when I fell walking with friends and broke my leg in 4 places. I am in the phase of no weight bearing and require help with tasks that I so took for granted. My normally go-go lifestyle is on hold and I had to cancel multiple planned joys. I expect recovery to almost the same level I was at before but I see this as the beginning of that inevitable physical decline that we all must face if we live long enough. My current state is not as difficult as yours and I pray the universe is kind to me in recovery and rehab. You are a true inspiration and I thank you for sharing your journey.
What a story of triumph and inspiration. Thank you for sharing, Viney.
My first impression was this is a story about coming back from a rotator cuff injury which brought up the question: why didn’t they do surgery? Then I got my answers one wallop at a time until the heart transplant !!! Viney you truly are a “comeback kid” and a testament to moving forward even in the darkest hours. I love the line “I am breath” - as we all are and thank you for the reminder. I hope there are many more roti in your future.
🙏🏻 so beautifully rendered. Crisp outside, tender inside. Perfect.
A❤️from Ruth B? Be still my own🏋🏽♂️’
Thank you so much for sharing your story - I love reading other people’s experiences and reflections and this one really hit home! I had rotator cuff surgery on one shoulder years ago but then my other shoulder went out. I have a wonderful PT who has “straightened” me out (literally). You gave me a good jolt of confidence, hope and a reminder to look on the positive side!
Thank you for writing your story. You are so strong and write lovely.
I would also interested in the yoga teacher. I have physical limitations and every instructor I have dealt with seems to be unable to accept they aren't in my head.
Beautifully written, thank you so much. I am working my way through rotator cuff tendinitis and it’s no picnic. Every movement is a reminder of limitations, and therefore mortality, in a different way than before this injury. But i fully agree, each improvement brings such gratitude! I do yoga weekly, but certainly should be doing it more often, and each time i grind my teeth in frustration for the things I can’t do, I remind myself to be very very grateful for all the things that I can, including daily cooking, which brings me joy.
What a beautiful story of positivity, persistence, patience, and perseverance! I love it. Lovely photos too. I am 60, have a disability and just published my debut poetry collection (Beautiful Late Bloomer) after 51 YEARS of writing poems! We have to keep believing in ourselves, keep going, keep trying. My mantra is: “It’s never too late to bloom and shine!” ✨ 🌻 ✨
Thank you. This makes me feel appreciative of what I can do physically today — even if, more and more, it’s subject to a few limitations — but also inspired if (more to the point, when), going forward, I am forced to reckon more increasingly with physical challenges.
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