This will not be along post for I am still finding it difficult sitting for long periods of time. All the pressure on my back is still uncomfortable. This too shall pass.
My surgery went very well, and so much so that even when I was still under heavy medications directly after surgery, I told my husband, "I am pain free from my injury." Now I knew thee only pain I would be dealing with would be the surgery incision, but suffice it to say that will go away, my injury was not. So much so that I was nearly standing in a 90 degree angle. I was wheelchair bound or soon to be bed ridden. No longer. Do not let me lead you to believe that the pain from the surgery is minimal...it is not, but everyday I am feeling a little less pain.
I am mobile and walking about 3/4-1 mile a day, and that is outside. I am constantly walking inside the house. I am even wearing out a path. Just kidding. I have to wear a bone fusion contraption for at least four hours a day. It is bulky and cumbersome, but something that will speed up my recovery, so I wear it.
I also wear a soft sided back brace. Thee only time that comes off is when I am sleeping or drenched in sweat. So if I come back from an afternoon walk, I hang it out so it can air out. I am starting to sleep better, but not through the night. I have even slept through one of my pain medication time slots, so I know that the pain is lessening. Woo Hoo!
My sister has been my life saver. If not for her, I would have to be in some rehab, and we all know we heal better when at home. Granted, this is not my home, but she has opened up her home to me and my daughter, and there are no words that can begin to let her know how much we appreciate what her and her family has done for me and my family.
She had a similar surgery three years ago and knew exactly what I would be going through upon my coming home. She is pushing me to my limits, but not over the limits either. She has been a god-send.
I will be going home Monday the 28th. I have a 9:30 AM appointment, then I will be going home. Wheeeeeee. Then I will be booking a six week post-op and a twelve week post-op visit, then after that I am Scott free.
This has been a harrowing experience for me and my family, and to be honest, I did not think I wold get better. But my husband and I have come to the conclusion that there are people in this world cut out to do specific jobs...this mans was to heal people's backs. One of my crying spells after the surgery was me just venting to the fact that all I ever wanted was to be back to the way I was before my injury. I was not looking to be Superwoman, just back to my old self, nothing more...nothing less. He did that for me. I may be just a lowly unemployed, homeschooling, cooking homemaker, but it was the life I loved and can now love again.
OK, I lied, this is not a short post, my back let me sit a little longer. Thanks for all your good vibes, and hope to be posting on a more regular basis when I get home.