I promise not to blog endlessly about boring medical stuff, but I wanted to give you an update on yesterday's Car Accident Surgery #7.
First of all, I'm home – which is a good thing. I'll be having nonstop doc appointments for the next few days though.
Second, I've got some photos for you and I was completely topless when they were taken. How often does THAT happen?
(If the sight of boring, non-bloody, bandages makes you faint, look away.)
OK, so the above is a blurry topless photo of my back. Let's pretend the photo is intentionally blurry for artistic effect.
I can't tell yet if the surgery was successful or not. I won't know for about a week. And yes, I am (!!!) hurting at this point. The doc ended up doing more while he was digging around than originally expected.
On the positive side, today he will be programming the electrodes for the first time. I've been told my pain level should decrease by the end of the day if all is working as hoped for.
In related news, I can't wear a bra for the indefinite future. I'm also not allowed to drive or shower for a week! I'm the sole adult taking care of my son right now so I have to do some driving. Also, I will find a way to clean every ounce of my body except what's covered with bandages.
I do have a few funny operating room incidents to share with you. At one point, high on drugs, I might have informed my doc I wore my "granny panties" just for him. His eyes widened in surprise. He grinned and, acting very delighted, replied, "Why thank you!"
I'd like to say that was my most embarrassing moment from the surgery, but my fuzzy memories tell me, perhaps, it wasn't. Alas, you'll have to wait for the rest – typing seems to take up far too much energy right now.
Do those wires look big to you? They're exactly like the cord on a phone you plug into the wall … only THICKER.
Don't believe me?
Here's a closer look:
Yes, I'm being turned into an old fashioned telephone land line!
I'm sure I'll have a lot of dirty jokes about my wires and stimulators once I'm feeling better ….
If I move ahead to stage two of this process, the wires and chargers (different ones!) will be permanently implanted in my body. It would be nice to walk around NOT looking like a telephone pole gone bad, don't ya think?
I'm very tired.
And fuzzy brained.
I hope this post makes sense and there aren't too many typos. (I'm honestly too exhausted to even run spell check.)
Thank you – each and every single one of you – for being so supportive and kind. It really means a lot to me. I have the greatest group of readers and Internet friends in the world.
Truly, you guys rock!!
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