My Surgery

Good morning Mary!! Hope you had a restful night and are feeling much better today.

Hi,

speedy recovery and sending my positive thoughts to you. And thank you for keeping us posted. You are in my thoughts.

;)
smilingcat

Mary! I've not been here for a while but I am SO excited that they finally figured out and fixed the issue for you! Last time I was on you were hurting and really frustrated. Great news that you've had a successful repair of that injury...:) No matter what, follow the docs orders to a T! My mom has now successfully recovered from her laminectomy, is doing water therapy and has a personal trainer now at the recommend of her surgeon and PT person... like you, she is determined to heal correctly and prevent any further issues by being strong... gentle hugs lady... happy to see you on here recovering finally! :)

Glad you're back home Mary and doing as well as can be expected. I couldn't post before today, but thank Mark for posting the first couple of days. Best wishes for a speedy recovery.

really happy for you that you're home mary. so much easier to get better at home i always feel :)

take care
thea

Thank you, Mr Mary! (And I'm sure you know how much we respect and adore Mary, so by giving you that name we are bestowing you with a great honor!)

And I'm glad you're doing so great, Mary.

Here are my predictions.

You will have more ups than downs from this point forward, and will have a wonderful healing period during which you will watch television, read, oh and do PT. (Housework of any kind is never good PT, I am sure.)

You will amaze your PTherapist by doing so well that she will allow you to start riding sooner than she anticipated.

You will be sailing down the road on your bike with the wind whistling by, and all of this will be a fading memory.

Hugs!

Good afternoon again everyone, I'm glad to say I got my first shower today and got to take my bandages off. I have my first PT scheduled for 5 June, not sure what we'll do, but thankfully, it's starting to finally get a bit easier to get out of bed. I will say that it's still pretty rough trying to stand up, but it's still an improvement from the first couple days.
I had a surprise this morning, I got flowers delivered from my mother-in-law, sister-in-law and aunt-in-law... The biggest surprise, there was a little bike in the flower arrangement. :D My MIL told me I would have gotten the flowers yesterday, but the flower shop had to get the bicycle to put in the arrangement. I'd imagine they don't get many requests for bikes in flower arrangements.

I almost cried when I saw the little bike. :cool:
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Miss Whiskers decided she wanted to smell the flowers with mommyhttp://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a3...yflowers07.jpg

Miss Frisky couldn't resist seeing what was going on either
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that was very thoughtful of the inlaws - and your kitties are so cute! Hope you a quick recovery.

spoke

How sweet of them to think of including a bike, even though it took extra time and effort. That personal touch made the flowers mean so much more.

Cute kitties!

Beautiful flowerrs, cute bike, and lovely kitties. :)

Glad you are up and getting to shower! The flowers are beautimous, as are the kitties (of course). :)

Hi Mary! the flowers are beautiful! Just wanted to check in and see how you were doing.....hope it's good!!!

Were they really interested in the flowers or was it the irresistible allure of Garfield?

Kewl. Even when the flowers are gone, you'll still have the little bike.

Thanks again everyone,
Yesterday was a nightmare, I'm sorry I didn't post an update any sooner. We spent the day at the ER and it was late when we got home. Wednesday evening I noticed a large lump under the incision site that was quite painful when I would try to lay down. I called the neuro office and they suggested going to the ER to have it checked.
When we got to the ER of course we had to wait to be seen, wheel chairs are quite uncomfortable when you're not supposed to be sitting for long periods of time anyways and the pain meds I took before leaving home were starting to wane by the time they finally called to to a room. They eventually come in and give me some morphine to make me more comfortable, the doctors don't know if it's an infection started (don't think that it is but not sure) or if it's blood pooled in the muscle from the scope having to tunnel through the muscle tissue to get to my spine during surgery.
There is mention of CT scan or MRI, at the mention of MRI I immediately say STAPLES!!! They didn't end up doing either, but did draw blood to see if they could see any sign of infection. In the meantime, one of the neuro docs come to see me and say that he thinks that it probably is blood in the muscle tissue. There is no drainage the incision looks fine, I'm finally told that NO, I DON'T have to wear the stockings full time, NO, I don't have to keep bandages on the incision full time either, I CAN get the incision wet in the shower, I don't have to cover it with plastic. Sheesh... Ok up to this point other than being uncomfortable, this has been a bit better than typical for this ER and hospital. That would be short lived.
While I'm waiting for test results and as the morphine has begun to wear off I'm getting uncomfortable again. I see a nurse come to the door and I ask him does he have something for pain for me and he says, "that depends, what's your name?" I answer him and he said yes, I ask what it was this time as it looked different for some reason. He told me this was deladed (sp?) and that it was stronger than morphine, I asked him if he knew how my tests were coming along and he said he didn't and started to ask me about my pain level as he's injecting the medication into my iv, I try to answer him as I melt into the injection. I figured since they were giving me such a strong medication, I was going to be there for a while longer. Very shortly after the injection, I think I hear my name being called to come to be released?? I'm nearly passe out on the gurney, and shortly after a nurse comes in and says "Mary, are you ready to go?" I questioned the fact that I just had been given something so strong I didn't even know if I could feel my legs at the time much get out of the bed and have walked to the desk. Anyways, she brings a chair and says that I can wait a short time to which I thought good thing because I sure wasn't able to move at that moment and could see myself falling directly out of the chair.
When I came to enough to feel my extremities I asked my husband to get someone to help get me out of the bed and into the chair so someone else could have the bed. We needed to call my father for a ride home, so we wait for my paper work and the nurse removes my IV bandages it and I of course bleed under the plastic bandage, luckily she'd put it on or I would have had blood on clothes etc. We change the bandaging and stop the bleeding, call dad and wait. They've given me a prescription for antibiotics so we will need to hopefully get to the hospital pharmacy before they close. Dad gets there, they get me in the car and we head to the next building to get the meds filled. Mark goes in and I'm hoping he doesn't have a long wait (typical there) since I'm sitting and really need to get home. We see him go in the pharmacy then eventually come out, still carrying the Rx! WHAT??? There's a note from the pharmacists can she take this? Sbe's ALLERGIC to penicillin!! I lost it, why do they even ask what I'm allergic to if they're going to write a script for meds I'm allergic to (not the first time I'd had that happen at this hospital!!) So we had to go BACK to the ER, get me out of the car, into a wheelchair and raise holy you know what with the docs in ER! We get in there and I'm crying (combination of stress, heavy medications, and pain) asking them why do they even bother to ask what you're allergic to, I guess I had the attention of most of the ER from what I can vaguely remember. We go back INTO the ER area we'd just left and they could see that I was obviously upset in pain or something and I hear UH-OH... I go off about the script and then tell them I'm afraid we won't get this filled in time if we get it fixed then they say that although the keflex is related to penicillin, it is also related to something else I have taken successfully without reaction. The doctor said I should be ok, Mark said I'm going to hold you to that. Sooooo by this time the pain relieving effects were waning QUICKLY and we had to get me back into the car again and hope we get to the pharmacy before they close. The number that was blinking was still the number Mark had so he went straight in and I knew what was going to happen before it did, the woman went in, dragged him out saying he needed another number and I was ready to go in and confront her if it killed me to get in there. By now Dad has had it too, he'd told the police officer at the ER he wasn't moving the car to the garage while we figured out what was going on when they fouled things up in the ER/pharmacy. Dad goes in to say something to the woman and I can see them "discussing" what was going on and the fact that Mark's number was still showing etc when a Sherrif's car pulls up in front of the pharmacy flashing his lights to chase people off who were parked outside the pharmacy. Cars scattered like rats and I could see Dad still talking to this woman, waiting for Mark to get the script filled when the sheriff walks up behind Dad's car to write him a ticket. This was my final breaking point! I started screaming NO, NO, NO!!!! Don't give my dad a ticket! and beating the car door next to me, I was crying hysterically this could not end like this I wasn't going to let it if I ended up having to be taken in handcuffs or a straight jacket, the meds, the pain, the hassle of the ER and phamacy and now a ticket NO!!!!! The police officer had waited for my dad to get out of the car before he pulled up, I know it. He came to the front of the car and I'm bawling for him to not give my Dad a ticket etc, I'm sure I was by this time fairly incoherent and shortly after he came to the door, my dad came back out and was talking to him, Mark was at the window getting the meds (hopefully) and we would be gone in a few minutes.
Finally Mark did come to the car with my meds and we came home. I got something to eat and it was time for my meds so I took them and collapsed exhausted mentally, physically, etc for the night. I slept through the night and woke (in quite a bit of pain around 10:30 this morning)
I'm really hoping that I don't end up with an allergic reaction to the keflex as that would be the last thing I need on on top of that. I haven't laid down for a while and I've got a lot of catching up to do, but I wanted to check in. What a couple of days it's been. I get my staples out next week.