Recovery is slow. This is not a surprise. They literally took out my supportive structures in my spine and reconstructed me with titanium. So, of course it takes time. But my patience is thinning as I feel worse off today than a week ago. I have started driving occasionally around town so that's progress and I did sit through a movie on Saturday.
Sunday a.m. I woke up screaming bloody murder. On one hand I was embarrassed because I thought the neighbors could hear me. On the other hand they didn't hear me so I guess if we ever do have an intruder I should come up with a better plan than the use of my lungs. What happened was the mother of all muscle cramps. My nerves are no longer compressed but are pretty damaged, causing numbness, tingling, heat sensations, and the worst...muscle cramping. Michael rushed in and started massaging my leg which is the only thing that works to get it to stop. I fear when I am alone and he's at work what I will do. I can't bend to well to do it myself and the pain is so intense that my brain hardly can process what to do, other than scream. Unfortunately the aftermath of the spasm left me needing to use my walker the remainder of the day.
This morning I also woke up with some light bleeding. Michael says the incision is looking great so we can't figure out why/how. I get the rest of my stitches out on the third so perhaps the surgeon can enlighten us. I imagine some drainage must be normal. Hopefully it subsides ASAP.
This morning my leg was not well but tolerable. I was able to drive Noah and the kids to his tball for the first time. The chair I brought was horrible (I'm on a quest for a supportive lawn chair) so ended up switching between standing and sitting on the bleachers). It was fun to see Noah play. He's a cute kid.
So, I guess that's it for now. I hope my doctor has some solutions for the nerve issues.
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