Progress: an hour in physical therapy is a welcome relief from the tedium (how many episodes of "In the Heat of the Night" can one watch? nostalgic in so many ways: "back then" it was the nonagenarian mother-in-law's favorite show) from the tedium, I say, of the daily routine.
Update: Trip to surgical team in Indy. Passed the one-month test with flying colors! I may now lift up to 25 pounds, raise my arms above my head. And I forgot to ask if I could resume my normal sleeping posture. I have slept on my back for the past thirty-two days. Anyway, other good news: I can drive provided I am not on any opioids.. (I haven't had one of those in two weeks!) I am to be released from nursing home on schedule: February 25. Now that is more than an update, it is progress.
Downside: (Because I don't always see how full the glass really is) There are a couple of unintended consequences of the procedure, but they are being addressed and are a minor annoyance in the over-all scheme of things. Care to be taken until the end of April, for it takes three months for complete healing to eventuate.
I am elated.