I've dislocated my shoulder 19 times which all started back in about 1974 I think.
I can feel for you Jerry. My shoulder shit started back in 1973 when I looped out a mates XR75 pit bike as I popped an ill advised wheelie while riding a steep hill, the whole bike going over my shoulders, my hands still firmly gripping the handlebars, causing both shoulders to be ripped out of the sockets. I had the shoulders reset and repaired and I was in slings for a few weeks, it was very..very difficult to get stuff done with no usable arms. Toilet sanitary duties were especially troublesome and embarrassing
. , my girlfriend and mum deserving a medal for their efforts in keeping my bum clean
. I later had my left shoulder rebuilt and it never again gave any trouble but my right one was never totally right, limiting me to the right side of a rugby scrum. I used to be able to pop the shoulder out as a party trick until I strengthened it up with some gym work a few years later after I got a new trainer who knew his shit.
Now that I'm 60 the arthritis has set in and it seems a whole life of footy and motorcycle injuries have come back to haunt me. Both knees, especially the chronically damaged left, my right shoulder, right ankle and my right hand are all giving me shite to the point that I'm almost totally reliant on anti inflammatories and pain killers. As painful as it is today....I wouldn't swap the experiences that caused the original injuries for anything. I bet you're the same Jerry, these injuries are like the patina of our lives.