Tuesday, February 07, 2012

Pain in the Ass

I don't honestly remember how much I've told you all about my back injury, so bear with me if I repeat myself. I know I told you that I fell last January, down a flight of stairs, head first on my back. And I know that several of you know that for the past year, I've been struggling...constant pain, gaining the weight I lost back because it hurts to be active and just generally not in a good way.

I went to physical therapy when the accident first happened, but it didn't really help. I realize now that it was because the therapist was horrible and not doing what she was supposed to be doing...in any case, I started receiving cortisone shots in my back to relieve the pain. The first shot was amazing. People I hardly knew commented on how my demeanor changed and how happy I looked. B1 welcomed me back. It was lovely. I felt good. And then it wore off.

The second shot didn't do a damn thing except cost me a sick day and a bruise. So when I made the appointment for my third shot, I told the doctor the last one didn't work. He upped the dosage and tried a new steroid. And boy did that one do me good! In fact, my entire left leg was numb the entire day (which never happened before) proving to me that this one was good. It lasted just about 3 months.

And now I'm in pain again. I saw the doctor last month after a follow up MRI and he confirmed that the discs had gotten worse. I teared up immediately and asked him what we could do. He told me that it is probably time for me to consider surgery but suggested that perhaps we try PT one more time-with a highly regarded therapist this time.

That's where I am this month. The PT is helping to break up the massive amounts of scar tissue built up in my butt and back muscles. Tonight the therapist told me that while I'm not the worst case he's ever seen, I'm definitely up in his top 10. Normally I'd be thrilled about topping a list, but this time it just means I'm broken.

Dr. Craigslist Killer* called in a referral for me to talk to the surgeon. I'm hoping to hear from them by tomorrow.

*Did I tell you all on this blog that he looks like Philip Markoff?

There's No Place Like Home...

All is right with the world...my B1 is back home with me. And you know what? This weekend wasn't that bad. I did have trouble sleeping-I pretty much kept myself up until I literally couldn't keep my eyes open anymore and then fell into bed. It was fitful sleep, but I survived.

That's not to say I want him to go away all of the time! But it's not as bad as I thought it would be. Keeping busy is key.

My B1 is the sweetest man. He embraces my craziness and laughs at my obsession with all things sparkly. Like these shoes, for example:

They are fu-laaash-Y! And when I picked them up (as a joke) and carried them around the store B1 just smiled. And when I told him I was going to wear them instead of the other blue shoes I bought for our wedding, he said OK. And not in a skeptical kind of way...more like a "she's so crazy that she likes those ugly things but I love her so I'm going to agree with her" kind of way.

But he looked relieved when I told him I was kidding. I'm not opposed to sparkly shoes, but these are a little over the top.

Our 2-year anniversary is coming up soon. You might remember that last year we went to P-town to celebrate. This year, we're heading to Maine. I saw a Living Social deal for a two-night stay in a nice ocean side inn. Though it'll be cold, we might luck out and get sunny weather. And we don't really care about the cold. As long as we can explore, we're good.

One of the places we are going to try is a place called Conti's. Anthony Bourdain went there on one of the best shows I've seen of his. It's this crazy broken down shack (though it just moved to this house...less broken down) with junk stacked up inside and a crazy, crazy old man who cooks.
It's just so odd and cooky that we have to try it. There are mixed reviews on the food-but all say it's super fresh seafood with lots of garlic....which is kind of right up my alley. And, if nothing else, it'll make for a fun story.