I didn't make it to work yesterday. I did manage to lay on the couch all day long. My couch and I have quite a thing going on. If it were a person, I would say that my husband should be jealous. I am spending ALL my time with it. It knows all my intimate secrets. Occasionally, we throw a third into the mix----gasp-----yes, a ménage à trois is something that is little talked about by me, but Mason the kitty does join in occasionally, and he purrs quite loudly, laying behind me. That has become my life.
Today is Friday, and I am going to work today, at least for as long as I can stand it. Tonight, I have dinner plans with my kids in the big city and I am going if H has to carry me in. And he might. I am hoping that I hear the results from the MRI that I had last Friday, today. I have been thinking about this the past few days and my theory is this: I was in that damned MRI capsule for an hour and a half, flat on my back a week ago. I couldn't feel anything from the waist down by the time I got out of there. I believe that aggravated whatever is wrong with my back/legs and caused this latest, most severe flare up. I NEVER lay flat. I always sleep on my side, perhaps subconsciously for this reason. I do believe they will find a problem on the images of my spine and at this point, if the neighbor had a sharp knife, I would let him "fix" the problem. Although, I hope the Dr would want to try epidurals or something first. Yes, i know they can be quite scary and bad for you, but so can suicide, and frankly....that is where I am in all of this. This pain is the most unrelenting, life-sucking, son-of-a-bitching imaginable....and something has to be done. So, I am looking for some kind of help next week. But we will see.
I am hoping that each of you have a great Friday, and I will settle for one that i can just make it through. Here's to Friday! Out.
I talked to the Dr's office as I was walking in to work this morning. My spine is a mess - the doctors words, not mine. L1 through L5, a hairline crack, arthritis, stenosis, two of them bulging or herniated, inflamed nerves...shall I go on? He wants to try epidurals before surgery, as i expected. And as I wanted, because surgery really should be a last resort. He also has reason to believe that my upper spine has issues and wants an MRI of the cervical area, as well. Just fucking peachy. I had hoped that i had escaped the "bad spine genes" that run in the females in my family. Ummm....not so much.