"Surgery"

On June 7, I had arthroscopic surgery on my left shoulder.  I'm left-handed.  My hair is a mess, I have a horrible time taking a shower and I've been staying with my mother for over a month.  Physical therapy sucks and I hate it.  But, I don't want to be a right-hander at my age.  I've done nothing but read, play on the computer and watch TV since my surgery.  I can't fasten my own bra and my hair needs to be colored.  Both hard to do when I can barely lift my left arm and certainly can't get it behind my back to fasten a bra.
My mother and I bicker like children.  I've overstayed my welcome.  The only thing that saves us is she still works full-time at 80 years old and I'm home by myself at least 40 hours per week.  She hates for me to turn on the TV, she wants me to be quiet.  But, when I do turn on the TV to watch something, she wants to talk.  Especially during the last 5 minutes of a show I've been watching for an hour.  I don't know how much longer I will be here.  My home is 80 miles away, my therapy is here three days a week.  The saying you can't go home again probably doesn't refer to the city so much as it refers to Mama's house.