7 posts tagged “surgery”
Well, since I suck at keeping my vox 'hood updated...here's a messed up one.
So, first off, what was the last thing I vox'd about? My surgery...oh my second surgery. Riiiiiiight. Well since then, I've had two injections in my back because of my effed up nerve. Apparently there's these nerves in your foot and sometimes they freak the hell out after surgery/injury and that's what mine is doing. So, these huge ass shots in my back are supposed to deaden this nerve and "reset" it so it'll calm down. I'm a freak though remember, so it hasn't worked. Here's a snippit of what I've sent to my work comp adjuster and my manager at work, this will give you an idea of what I've been going through for about 6 weeks now!
I thought this would be the easiest way to keep you both informed at this point. Just as a refresher I had my 2nd nerve injection in my back on Wednesday this week. Sadly it did not ease the pain at all, if possible it has made it a little worse. Dr. X, my pain management doc, said that there are a few things left to try; another injection, a device of some sort implanted in my back to continuously block the nerve or kill the nerve all together. I have another follow-up appt on Thursday.
My status as of now is I've been out of work since Thursday, April 10th. I'll be very honest, I'm on Percocet to help with the pain. With that all I do is sleep because it's such a heavy narcotic. My quality of life is horrible. I sleep all the time, I cannot go anywhere because of the meds I'm on, I cannot drive, I cannot even walk around the grocery store to do shopping. I cannot clean my house nor can I watch my daughter play t-ball because I cannot stand that long. The only time I'm not on the medication is if I have to pick up my daughter from school/daycare if my husband has a meeting. Since I cannot drive or adequately watch McKenna, then I cannot take the meds. On those days I'm pretty much curled on the couch or in bed due to the pain. Also, I cannot wear socks/shoes because the pressure hurts too badly or even if my pants legs brush up against my ankle/foot I'm in excruciating pain.
I know this is probably more information than you both need, but I feel that I need to be 100% honest about the situation. I'm afraid for my job. I'm afraid work will give up on me and I will no longer be "employable" or when I finally am able to come back I will be lost due to the daily changes. I love my job and my co-workers and it has been so difficult to not be there. I do not feel with the percocet that I can do my job. Because of the legal implications of me saying something really stupid or wrong. I can stop the medications but then, as I said before, the pain is so horrible that I cannot even think of anything else or really function.
Well, let me just give you the short-cut story. The reason for the short story is because I hurt and am on good pain meds right now. Basically I had some horrible pain that everyone was worried was appendicitis (sp?) so I went to the ER today. After 4 hrs, phenergen, morphine and a CT scan it turns out the pain is from ovarian cysts...and oodles of them, one in particular. Both ovaries are just covered with cysts with the right one having the largest 2cm cyst which will probably burst soon. Needless to say I hurt but would like to rub it in to all docs that have seen me and can't figure out why I haven't had a period in MONTHS...nanner-nanner-boo-boo...I have PCOS! DUH!
Anyway, I have instructions to follow up with my ob/gyn on what to do. Honestly all of me wants them to let me have a complete hysterectomy. But I doubt anyone will, me being 28 (almost 29) and all. But come on...it's causing more pain than anything and I apparently can't use any of my "parts" for child-rearing so take the fuckers out!
The "other fun stuff" I eluded to in the title is that Work Comp Ok'd my surgery on my ankle. Guess they just wanted to see how badly I wanted it done and how annoying I can/will be if I am denied. So, surgery is now scheduled on the left ankle, just a scope right now, at noon on Thursday, March 6th. Whoopie doo!
Well, I won't go into detail but you all remember the lovely surgery I had in September (has it really been THAT LONG?!). Then the fateful day just 120 hours after the surgery when I fell at work? Yeah, looks like I get to have the wonderful surgery on the sprained ankle that I had on the right ankle. Now it's just time to wait for the state of Texas to remove their heads from thier asses and OK the surgery so I can get it over with.
Here's to a cast and crutches for 6-8 weeks again! St. Pat's Day should be oodles of fun this year!
I haven't posted since the surgery update and I'm sorry for that. But I have a total excuse. Surgery went well and actually the pain isn't too bad at all. I now have a very pretty cast, all doodled up from my daughter.
But then the fun started. To make a long story short...I fell on my second day at my new job and now have a sprained left ankle...3rd degree too! So, needless to say, I'm in a wheelchair with one leg in a cast one in a splint. It's a possibility that I will have to have surgery on the newly injured leg after a bit, but we'll see...so, here's the pics, oh what fun!
This one is my left...look how pretty and swollen and black and blue! The bruising is now moving to the right side of the foot and even up my leg! This actually hurts more than the damn surgery one!
And here's my pretty cast! My lovely daughter is having a blast, it's her own personal coloring pad!
Well, Thursday at the ass crack of dawn I will be going in for surgery to fix this. Although I'm looking forward to finally getting this fixed, I'm also a little nervous. See, last time I had surgery was for a gall bladder removal and it was surprisingly easy because I had people to take care of me...this time, not so much. I have a wonderful friend taking me to the surgical center and sitting and waiting, then bringing me home. She will also sit with me until Sean gets home, but you see Friday I will be all alone. Then I start work on Monday. I just hope I'm feeling well enough to go through some stupid NEO training, but am thankful that it is just that and not licensing that I need.
Kenna is worried about me, I think. She keeps asking when my surgery is, will it hurt, when will I be home, etc...But these questions may be more for her to see when and for how long she'll be at Day Care.
I'm trying to get the house spotless clean because with a cast on for 6-8 weeks I know it won't get a good scrubbing until I can move around better. I also got my hair cut and got groceries today. Tomorrow is homework and pedicure day!
This is how I'm feeling about the surgery. A boot versus a toe shoe. Thank you Mom on a Wire for letting me steal this pic...it's gorgeous!
