Maybe rotator cuff surgery isn't the most painful surgery in the world but it's gotta be in the running for the most annoying. You never really think about how much you use your shoulder until you have a gimp one. You need it to dress, you need it to eat, and as I so rudely found out, you definitely need it to poop. Well, at least if you still want to have friends.
I brought this upon myself. Pitching reeks havoc on a young man, and my shoulder probably already looked like mincemeat by the time I entered my senior year of high school. Just in case it wasn't dismantled enough, I finished it off 10 years later with a 9 inning complete game in the 2009 playoffs for the Lumberkings, my team in the
Denver MSBL. The "S" stands for either stud or sexy, I'll let you pick. Having never pitched more than 4 innings in my life, it was quite a stretch for me and my arm has never felt the same. Just in time for ski season!

Not really giving it much thought, I skied with my normal sense of Texan
recklessness at the beginning of last season. As pictured in the professional diagram to the left (note: stick figure man not to scale), I proceeded to go flying up one side of a tabletop feature wtih way too much speed and completely overshoot the landing. I ended up falling face first on flat ground from about 10 feet in the air and jamming my elbows into the ground while doing the splits with my skis. Yeeoch! No damage to the legs, they're flexible. However, the huge impact to my shoulder definitely tore something.
Next up, rotator cuff! A month or so later in the ski season, I had my last bit of fun while skiing in reverse. I had progressed really well with my all around skiing, but I was getting particularly good at going backwards... fast! I was cruising in reverse and I realized I had gotten so much better at carving aggressively. So I naturally wanted to push the limit- not necessarily find out where it was- but of course that's exactly what happened. I caught an edge at about 40 mph and went horizontal, with my arms flung over my head by the g force.
The abrupt extension of and landing on my right arm ripped my rotator cuff 3/4 of the way through. Of course I didn't know this because I refused to see a doctor during ski season. I skied a little more cautiously after that, but I still managed to beat it up a few more times with some pretty good wipe outs. I just couldn't help myself.
In May I went to see some doctors and ended up having surgery done in July. The idea was to get as much baseball in as I could and still be ready for ski season. My surgeon,
Dr. Millett, performed shoulder surgery on Casey Puckett 3 weeks before competing in ski cross at it's debut in the 2010 Olympics. I figured I was in good hands, plus maybe by being connected to Puckett in a way he could pass the good juju to me.
Overall, I had six different procedures done on my shoulder:
It was quite the field day for the doc. He must have done a great job because it really doesn't hurt that bad considering all that was done. I'm 8 weeks out today and hopefully in another 8 weeks, I'll be ready for ski season. For now, it's just me and my 28 oz. Jar of Jiff extra crunchy and a whole lotta reps.