Well, I had my appointment with my surgeon last Wednesday, as you all know. On Friday I received a call from a nurse who said she would be coming over on Monday, the 18th, to show my family and I how to use the Electronic Bone Growth Stimulator.
The Dr did say he was ordering one the day we found out about the broken screw, then at this appointment, he just said we would wait on that, I guess it hadn't come in yet. I really have to give my Dr. and his nurses my thanks, because they're all very caring, and really do their job well.
As far as my surgeon, well, he probably has done hundreds of this kind of surgery, that went very well, and I was not a good healer for some reason. As far as the broken screw. Who knows, no one will ever know how that happened.
So, in the mean time, I think I may go back to college...again...I would like to get my degree in therapy, for at risk youth. I really miss working with those kind of kids. I wont be working for many more months at this point, and Nick is very happy with me at home. It takes a lot to get use to. I'm completely dependant on him. I know he'll take wonderful care of me and my son, but this is the first time in my life, I've ever depended on someone other than myself, to take care of me and my sons. Awkward!!!
Well, for those of you who read my ramblings, I thank you. I hope you are all well, and having fabulous lives!!
I went for my weekly appointment with the surgeon who did my procedure in May...Again, we took X-Rays, and yes, the Screw is still broken, like its gonna miraculously fuse back together....anyways, Nick tells the Dr. I'm in terrible pain, because I wont. The Dr. says lay down on your stomach, and I'll give you an injection of Lidocaine, steroids, and blah...blah..blah...I was on my tummy and couldn't see the needle, Nick starts getting upset, and says, your not putting that thing in her back...the Dr. has to calm him down, and tell him he's not trying to hurt me, he's going to help me, and of course Nick says, like you helped her back, she's been down for 3 months...Dr. reassures Nick that eventually I'll heal, it will take longer, and sometimes these things happen. Then, he puts the needle in, OH MY GOD!!!! THE AGONY!!! It felt like someone was shooting fire into my back and down my legs...then it was over. I couldn't feel anything from the waist down, it remained me of when I broke my neck and was paralyzed...I was terrified. The Dr. said, I will use a wheelchair for the rest of the day, and by the evening, I should be feeling my legs again. He was right. This morning, I feel my legs, I feel the broken screw, I feel the injection site...I feel worse!!! Dr. gave me a prescription for Oxycontin, which I have never taken, and I am very weary about starting. I know it's horribly addicting. So, thus far, I haven't taken any yet. So, here I lay on my day bed, telling my few friends from around the world, my little story of woe...Trying to keep my head up!! And my ass down!!
So, I'll wait, and wait, and wait...I'll get better....Right?
I'm beginning to wonder if I'm being punished for something...It's been 12 weeks since the Multi Level spinal fusion. About 4 weeks ago I began having some pretty bad pain in one spot in my back. Each day it got more annoying, and more painful.
I had an appointment with my Surgeon today, he X-Rayed my back, and entered the room with a crazy look on his face, and I immediately said, "Your gonna tell me something bad, aren't you?", and he pops off with, "were you in a car accident, or have you fallen down?",
Oh J.C. i thought, then he says I broke a screw, and its causing some problems. Then he tells me he is ordering a Bone Growth Stimulator (BGS), and I have to have another CT on Friday, and come in to his office next Wednesday to discuss how were going to apply the BGS, externally, or internally.
Frickin great!!! Is another surgery in my future????? I will let you know, when I find out...I also want to say thank you all for your kind words, and support!!!
The good news is my hubby got me a shiny red Camero for our anniversary!!! Here's a picture...I must give my Nick many kudos for all he has done for me, he really is a gem of a man!!!
Hello to all my friends. So sorry it's been so long, but I've been going with my hubby out of town for his job, and there is no good connections on the beach. Its week 7, and all is well. I am super bored. My business partner called this a.m. and told me "we need to have a sit down", we all know what that means. Little does he know I've been in touch with the competition, and they said its all over town, that Doug, my partner, is closing up shop! It would have been great to heard this from Doug, although I realize the economy sucks right now, and small businesses are hitting the crapper at an astounding rate! I hope you are all well!
I just wanted my friends here to see how really well I'm healing. I'm a strong woman, don't let my previous whining fool you.
Here I am yesterday (Sunday 15th) doing some rehabilitation, in the pool, with some tanning spray, and some cool tasty beverages, some squares, old school tunes ('80's), and it was to early for the kids to be out, and way to early for their parents whom some just went to bed about 3 hours ago.
With the help of pharmaceutical technology, my recovery is going incredibly well. I've been home for just over three weeks, and I feel fantastic.
Yes, I have pain, from the doctors tearing the crap out of my back, and you better believe they are not gentile while they're digging around in your guts, or back hole in my case.
I'm already totally stir crazy at home. I am suppose to be healing. This requires one to be very sedentary. I am not. I am extremely active, therefore it's quite a chore making myself behave.
I stopped using the walker the second day I was home from hospital. I have a very fancy fitted back brace that I'm quite intimate with now. I wear it almost 24 hours a day. It's really not the fashion this season.
My husband has taken another job, to pick up the slack where my income left off. He's working out of town Monday through Thursday, then works his job here in town Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Poor guy, he works doubles Mon thru Thurs...He really has kicked it up a notch to assure me we wont be in any financial straits due to my little surgical bump in the road.
In case your wonder, yes I tell him all the time how wonderful he is to work so hard for us, so I don't have to stress about finances. Actually, stress truly does affect the healing process.
I truly do feel as if I am getting a bit crazier each day. Whats the old saying? "An idol mind is the devils playground", yes, I believe that's it.
I wish I could wake up tomorrow, and the healing process would be miraculously complete, and I could go jogging at 5a.m., then go to work, actually drive my car!
All in due time, if I don't completely nut up first! My hubby keeps threatening to get out the rope, and tie me to the couch, not in a fun way, but so I cannot get up to do anything.
I hope this little piece of my life finds all of you in much better health than I.
As you all know, I recently had major back surgery. I must tell you of my many hilarious experience's I had when I was a patient for 1 week! I have worked in the medical field in the past, for about 9 years I worked in a nursing home, and a psychiatric hospital in Arizona, when I was just a baby, twenty years ago...Yes, I'm 41...
I'm finally feeling a bit spunky, and very bored! My back has a very uncomfortable feeling, like someone is rolling golf balls under my skin, and you can actually see it, I look like there is an Alien trying to break out! I have 32 staples running from my tail-bone, to about the middle of my back.
My memory is so foggy about the actual hospital stay, I remember the Dr. asked me if I wanted Demerol, or Morphine in my pump...I decided, Demerol, I've never had a Demerol drip before...super bad idea! My wonderful significant other took video of me, talking to people who weren't really there, and just generally making a total ass of myself!
By the third day I was ready to go home, the pain was incredible, but I would have rather been miserable in my own surroundings, than stuck in that musty old hospital room! I got my wish, and they sent me home Friday afternoon.
I suppose I'm doing well, with the exception of the 32 staples going up the middle of my back, and the incredibly uncomfortable full body brace I am now wearing. Oh, did I mention the muscle spasms that look like I have an Alien trying to get out of my back?
Nevertheless, I'm thrilled to be home, but I'm no where close to being "better" yet, but I am a fighter, and I know in now time, I'll be back to doing what I usually do!!
I hope you are all well!
Tamara
P.S. If anyone want to see pictures, let me know...I'll put them up...
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