Saturday, October 13, 2007
I survived yesterday. I did have an epidural or maybe two, as I know he put the damned needle in and out twice. But he was the arrogant kind of ass that doesn't much like to tell you what's up, and I suppose that's okay, as long as he fixes me. By the time I actually got to see him, I wasn't too much in the mood to talk myself. If any of you have ever had an epidural then you already know what I mean, but it was ugly. It isn't painful, it is....ugly. That is the only word that comes to mind. For a few minutes after, I didn't know if I was going to pass out, throw up, or die. But that passed. It felt the same as when you hit your funny bone, that icky nervy feeling in your arm? That's what I felt all over my body, after they kept running that needle into that "thing" in that place in my spine. I wanted to come up off that table, and quickly, and it lasted for quite a while. But I will take it if it helps. If that Dr's thing is "pain management" then I highly suggest another profession for him. I suspect that would require conversation and time. And that is clearly something he has little of. Once again, if what I need from him is just a few minutes of torture every now and then, then I can deal with it. If it would turn into something else, then we will have to rethink this plan. I see him again in two weeks. It is possible that I have to have the procedure repeated at that time. I should expect results from yesterday within the next few days, if it is going to help at all. Already this morning, my left leg has strength. I have not had that for weeks. The pain level has not changed, but I have the strength to walk. But I do not feel well at all today. I suppose that is from all the crap I went through yesterday. I was told that I probably wouldn't. I was also told that if I felt up to it, I could get back on my bike next week. YES! I am praying the pain goes away and I can. YES!