Do you remember the last time you went to an amusement park? There’s always that one ride that you desperately want to go on. You just KNOW it’s going to be the best time ever and you can hardly breathe you are so excited. But then you get to the park and the wait is unbelievable. Hours. Of just standing there. And waiting. One small step closer gives you hope, but then you continue to wait. And for what? 120 seconds and then it’s all over.
That’s how I feel right now. I have felt for a long time like certain parts of my life were on hold. I was just standing in a line, making little-to-no progress forward. Then, all of a sudden, the ride is over and I’m on the other side. Not entirely sure what just happened….
Let me explain.
I’ve been injured for about 6 months. I’m not really sure when I hurt my back, but it was somewhere in the middle of pregnancy, delivery, c-section, recovery, etc. I had a larger than average baby and at some point in time I herniated a disc. At first it was thought to just be misalignment causing sciatic nerve pain, but after physical therapy, and an MRI we discovered the rupture in the L5/S1 region. That led me to pursue Pain Management and I ended up getting 3 epidural injections of steroids. Those helped, but only briefly. We thought we had found the answer, only to discover 4 weeks later I was in just as much pain as before I started the treatments.
So, we were faced with one final big decision: surgery or no-surgery.
I cannot tell you how many people around me weighed in on this one. I’ve never been so flooded with opinions and advice in all my life. It’s been unbelievable. Some of it has been very helpful, but not all of it. I know that everyone who has had back pain or knows someone who has had back pain wants to share from his or her experience. I get it. They want to be helpful and to share the wisdom that they gained through their own journey. But wow. Mr. Dawn and I have never been so bombarded with information. It was a little overwhelming.
We decided to move forward with surgery. Which we thought would be the hardest part. But then we discovered that it’s not that simple. We ended up waiting, and waiting, and waiting for someone to call us to schedule the procedure. Three weeks we waited. It seemed like forever and I was sure that once the call came, it would be another month at least before we could get on the actual schedule.
Finally the call came, last Friday. The Spine Health scheduler called me on my cell phone on my way into work. She wanted to know if I was available to come in for surgery on Monday. Like in three days?!? Uh…sure.
That’s when I stepped onto the rollercoaster ride. After my long long wait.
I went in Friday afternoon for my pre-op testing. They gave me the rundown of how to prepare and what to do on Monday. Then I had a couple days to try to get things in order. All of a sudden it was Monday at noon and I was in my hospital gown getting an IV put in my left hand. Quite the whirlwind. Before I knew it I was in the recovery room hanging out with my dad waiting for the drugs to wear off so I could go home.
So, yeah. I had surgery. Crazy. The
good great amazing news is that the pain in my leg is completely gone! The pain that has been haunting me and taunting me for 6 months left just as quickly as it came. Don’t get me wrong. I’m in pain. I have surgical pain to deal with for a few weeks, but once the incision heals I believe that I will be pain-free for the first time in what seems like forever.
The last hurdle that I need to get past is 6 weeks of not holding, lifting, carrying, or cradling my little dude. It’s not going to be easy. But, it’s only 6 weeks, right? I mean, I’ve been through 6 months….6 weeks is nothing. Actually, now it’s 5 weeks and 4 days…but who’s counting?