Eight days until surgery. A watched pot never boils. I get it.
After stopping and starting and stopping one of the medications I’ve been taking, I’m once again on the starting side of that see-saw. Sunday and Monday were absolutely horrible days when it comes to my pain level. Sunday was off the charts and Monday was just barely on the chart. So, I started the meds again yesterday afternoon and though I am hurting quite a bit today, it’s not like the last two by far.
So now I’m enjoying a lower level of pain while also just tolerating the side effects of this medication that I keep stopping and starting. I’m much more tired, seem to be a bit more depressed, and really have zero motivation to do much of anything. In fact, I’m a bit surprised that I’ve had the motivation to spew out these words as I have.
Do I think the side effects are worth it? I should say so. I’m so relieved that there’s only 8 more days. Even the thought of the possibility of having to take this medication and feel like THIS forever, even with a lower level of pain, is not a very nice thought to entertain.
I’m not nervous about the surgery, yet. There is one tiny part of the procedure that causes me a bit of worry, though.
For the surgeon to have access to the vertebrates (C6-C7) he is going to go in through my neck. No, that doesn’t bother me. He will then have to move my esophagus to the right a bit, just so that it’s out of the way. Still, not very worrisome (though I do wonder how much of a sore throat I’ll have afterwords).
Now, this next part is the bit that causes the worry. Just like moving my esophagus to the right, he’ll have to move my carotid artery to the left some just so it’s also out of the way. I’m thinking that’s an important piece that I’ll need him to keep intact. I’m hoping he goes easy on the coffee that morning.
Well, now that I’ve went over a little bit of the procedure with you, got a bit of the nerves stirred up. It’ll pass. It will all pass.
Think it’s time for a nap now.
Because of HIM,
SC
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I’m sure he moves carotid arteries all the time. Piece of cake. No worries. You’re in the hands of the Great physician anyway.
Checked out an image of the carotid artery. I’m sure it’s just like cooking spaghetti. Surgeons make great spaghetti chefs. Piece of cake? More like pasta. Keep looking forward , brother. LOL
Sinead, Karen – I’m soon going to be going into surgery and all you guys can think about is food.
Medical procedures and food go very well together. That’s why pregnant women eat so much.
You’re in my prayers, Scott. I ran across some information just today while doing research on the health benefits of prayer, about a Jewish prayer called “the misheberach, which calls for physicians to be as skillful as they possibly can be in dealing with people who are ill, and calls for those who are ill to have the strength to deal with their illness.” I like the way that prayer is worded, and even though I’m not Jewish, I’ll be saying a similar prayer for you. God bless you, my friend.
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