Holy f***. 11:39pm… gonna be a long night.
Ok, so for a brief while there I was feeling pretty ok, able to move my head all around. By the time we got to the car I was feeling kind of cruddy. Still am.
The deal, talking with the doc before the procedure is that I have three bulging discs in my neck, one moderately severe based on what I told him about leaning forward to hold something in the lab and having my finger and thumb go numb.
So what they did was the epidural and combined it with several cortisone injections for arthritis, the logic being that do them all at once and you have less trips into the operating room.
As bad as all that news is, at least I don’t have to wonder if someone thinks it is all in my head.
Today is another exciting edition of Cervical Epidural Day!
I can’t wait. Another hour and 12 minutes by my reckoning. A wee bit more risk than the previous spots and if history is any guide as soon as the anesthetic wears off 12 hours after that I’m going to be a hurtin’ puppy. Don’t know why I don’t handle ’em well but I just don’t. But if it works, it’s good news and bad news.
Good news because I’ll get some temporary relief. Bad news because, if I understand it right, if it works then it’s probably going to mean disc removal in the future. Huh. I guess I’m not all that opposed to it if it helps but I sure don’t want a nasty painful procedure that doesn’t change the Quality-of-Life meter.
And yes, I’m telling them I want a sedative.
And truly, this is NSFW, brought to you by Lady Clankington. Steampunk and “personal stimulation”. Yes, the article is nearly a year old. I just thought you might be tittilated. Or something.