It’s definitely been a while since my last post. And before you start having ideas, just because my last post was around New Year’s doesn’t mean that I got totally depressed about the approaching new year. In fact the opposite, I have been prepping for the 2012 Doomsday! Well replace the word prepping with creating crudely drawn plans for a bomb shelters. Btw, my shelter will have a ping pong table!
The real reason I stopped blogging was simply because I had no motivation. My back had reached critical mass of pain and the last thing I wanted to do when I came home was write about the lack of excitement in life. No excitement largely because I couldn’t do anything with my back.
Well that is about to change because on Friday I went through a Microdiscectomy after having back pain for nearly 2 years. I can say that I see the light but the road to recovery will be treacherous.
For starters, having surgery is an intense thing. Mine was a routine procedure but just being in the hospital makes you feel worse than you may be. It’s almost like camp. They call a group of you to the dressing room to get your “camp clothes”, then you all head to the examination room. You look around and see a lot of depressed people. I was mainly looking around going “goner, goner, gone, may make it…”. Then you all head your different ways to the operating room.
Within seconds of the operating room I am out like a light only to wake up in another room with my fellow campers. All of them screaming for Morphine. I felt bad because my surgery actually made me feel amazing afterwards. I called the nurse over and said I had no feeling in my legs. She told me that I had feeling and that I no longer have pain in my leg. Oh…. that’s what having no pain is like.
I get to my room upstairs and I can already tell my back is straighter. Unfortunately that was the last time I smiled during my hospital stay. It was a horrid experience. $20 for TV and the channels only went up to 60! And they told me there was no remote. OK, I guess learning Telekenisis before surgery will come in handy for changing the channels because I can’t reach due to the whole back surgery thing!
My family freed me from that hellhole the next day. I lie here now in bed, periodically surfacing to walk up and down the street. Judging from what online forums have said, my recovery is going a little slower. My doctor informs me because my nerves have been under pressure from my back for much longer and the incision made was much larger, which means longer healing time.
For now, you’d think I was still a gimp, with my cane and slow walking, but in actuality I feel much better but still not confident in my movements. As of now I can get up out of bed, sit down in a chair and walk for 20 minutes at a very slow pace without pain. I dare not try a hill or walk without a cane.
At around the two week mark I’ll probably be more mobile and hopefully by 8 weeks I’ll be able to dance, though no one wants to see my dance moves…
