As most of you who read this blog know, I have a bulging disc in my lower right back.
Monday night I was sitting with Cole and went to get up and something happened with my back and I was in immense pain. I could barely walk and couldn't sleep all night due to the pain being so bad.
Tuesday I took the day off of work and luckily Chad had the day off with Cole since daycare was closed…I got a potent anti-inflammatory injection (this did nothing) and a script for Hydrocodone and another anti-inflammatory- Flexeril. This at least allowed me to sleep with not as much pain.
Wednesday it was epidural time! WHOA! This was the mother of all epidurals…I had to have them in 3 spots/injections, where as before I only had 1 spot. It hurt like no other and bruised horribly! I couldn't wait when it was over to just drive home and relax until I had to pick up the boys. Oh, did I mention Chad is out of town? Fun times here.
Just wait…it gets better!
I am so lucky to have such great friends! Once I got to the recovery room, they had me get dressed so I could be discharged. Well…that did not go as planned. My leg was numb and I could not stand…not too mention I had not had anything to eat all day and was a bit woozy from the steroid, hydrocodone, and flexiril. What was I going to do with Chad out of town and no family here? Call my superhero friend Jamie! But…Jamie the superhero has 4 kids herself…so first it was a doctors appointment for Landon down the street. (thank goodness) So…I only had to wait about an hour. Where did they put me? In a corner in my wheelchair. :-\ At around 11:15 the numbness had worn off. How did I know? The back pain was back. I tried to tell the nurse, but she told me I could not drive, but I could take a cab if I couldn't get anyone to pick me up. I was in tears…at this point my pain is back, I can't go home, and I am sitting in a corner.
And…cue the superhero music!
My back is in pain, but I can tell it is easing up a bit…Oh wait…that could be the hydrocodone and flexuril kicking in. Gosh I hope this post makes sense. Oh well, if it doesn't you can get a laugh out of me on drugs.
I am hoping for a good outcome from this epidural and hoping and praying I will not need surgery.
Good night from my house to yours…When life gives you lemons…call you friends to get you a nice lemonade from Chick-fil-a and pay for it! ;-)
