On my way back from Hell!

On October 9,2009, I underwent back surgery to free a pinched siatic nerve.  So, to my surprise, when I went to the Dr for my 9 month check up, he informed me I had a broken back!  After considering the option of a lifetime in a wheelchair on pain pills, or surgery to fuse a couple of vertebrea, I opted for a trip to Hell--surgery!  It involved removing a disc, scraping bone from my right pelvis, putting the scrappings into a corkskrew, inserting it where the disc had been, and holding it in place with a metal plate and 2 screws. 

The surgery took from 9-12, and when I woke up, I was, literally, in HELL!  I know that isn't a polite word, but it seems to fit nicely for my situation.  Every time I moved, I was in extreme pain and dizzy.  Every time I ate, I threw up.  I often fell asleep while eating.  THey informed me I had to walk to the end of the hall, which was at least 50 miles long, I swear!.  I told them I was dizzy, and they said, "WALK!"  So, I took off, being supported by a walker and a Geek belt (fastened around the chest to hold me up if I fell.  "I'm dizzy," I said.  And they said "Keep going, your're doing fine." 

"But I'm, dizzy.  OK, now I'm fainting,"

 and down I went.  I found myself sitting in a wheelchair, and as soon as I woke up a little, they said, "We really need you to walk."  They settled for a few steps.  I talked them into letting me sit in a chair for awhile before having to walk, and putting me on less powerful pain medication.  That all helped.  So, on Thursday afternoon, after making sure the vital parts of the body were moving, they sent me home.  I am now at the condo, and Ron is a great care giver.  Krissy relieves him in the evening, and sometimes he leaves while I am sleeping to run to the store.  Again, my blog is as confused as I am, but I'll keep trying.  My journey from hell is getting a little easier!  I'll try to keep you posted!