I am officially 14 days/two weeks out of surgery. My back is sore, achy, tender and bruised. My wound is almost completely healed up. My leg no longer burns constantly and rarely gives out on me anymore. My wound itches something fierce and I want nothing more than to scratch at it like I'm some kind of a madman trying to filet my skin off with my own finger nails.
It's bad. LOL
Three days after surgery I broke one of my teeth in half while eating homemade popcorn. I hadn't even bitten into a crunchy or un-popped piece. I was just chewing the light, fluffy, buttery, salty, slightly crunchy goodness of homemade popcorn and all of a sudden I bit down and my tooth cracked in half and part of it fell out.
At first, said tooth did not hurt, but as time has progressed and the wounded tooth has become worn down a bit on the inside from chewing on that side (I try SO HARD not to but sometimes it just happens) and the root is now exposed. It hurts bad. I have numbing medication with me everywhere I go. I use it WHILE I'm eating. I actually have to stop in between rounds of chewing to remove food from inside the tooth and apply numbing medication.
It sucks, it sucks major donkey balls.
I am lucky enough to have had a dear friend from out of state ask me if she could use this opportunity to pay it forward again, as someone had done for her husband when he needed emergency dental work.
I was thinking to myself how I wanted to deny her so badly at first. How I wanted to tell her no, don't send me any money, I'll figure this out myself. I always do. I thought about how bad my tooth hurt and even tried to figure out how many days until I got paid again before I'd be able to pay for it on my own and then even went so far as to try and figure out my general budget for the month to see if I'd even be ABLE to pay for my own dental work.
All of this whipped through my head quickly before I answered...
Yes, I wanted her to send me money so I can get my tooth fixed sooner than three weeks from now. Yes, I wanted her to pay it forward again, through me, and feel good about herself by helping me out and I even went so far as to promise to pay it forward again once I got the chance to and I think I got that chance the other day. Now I just need to get all of the girls baby stuff together, load it into the van and bring it to my friend Sami's house so she can get it to a young lady who is in serious need as she is six months pregnant and has NOTHING for her baby girl yet because of some sad and unforeseen circumstances.
So my friend is sending me a check for the money I need to get my tooth fixed. Thank the gods. I just need it pulled. It is so broken that it is beyond repair and my insurance won't cover getting it fixed with a cap or an implant anyway. And I can't find a dentist in my area who takes my damn insurance either which is why I need the cash to get my tooth pulled.
This kind and gentle young woman has a heart of gold and I thank her profusely for helping me in my time of need. And as I stated above I am going to pay it forward again once I get the chance and I believe my chance has shown itself so tomorrow I'm going to get everything I have of the girls together and get it all packed into the van and bring it to my friend Sami so she can get it to this young woman who has absolutely nothing for her baby girl.
No worries though because with how much clothing I have and how much stuff I have that I no longer need for either of my girls because they have either A) outgrown them or B) don't use them anymore there will be plenty to go around. Not to mention the endless supply of baby clothing I have from ages 0 to 18 months.
So there is a young woman out there who will be receiving a shit ton, I kid you not, a metric FUCK TON of baby girl stuff.
I believe, wholeheartedly, that this is a great way for me to pay it forward in return for what my dear friend is doing for me.
My back is feeling a bit better. The constant nagging, pinching pain that was in my low back on the
right hand side is gone, completely gone. That sciatic nerve is still sore and tender and throbbing most of the time but the burning is gone.
Would you believe it!? The burning pain I had for well over 8 years is friggin GONE! ^-^ OMG!
I just hope and pray it stays gone. I still have a pain that feels like my nerve is snapping like a rubber band whenever I take too big of a step or lift my right leg wrong. It's annoying but it's getting better.
I could barely stand from a sitting position without pain for the first few days after surgery. It hurt like hell and I was sent home the same day. I was walking around that same day, at home, up stairs, down stairs, through the kitchen a few times, I was up and walking around. It amazes me still.
I have to take a drug called Flexeril, a muscle relaxant, for the next six months to ensure I don't get any muscle spasms in my back since they didn't cut the muscles they just moved them out of the way to do the surgery.
Wow, right?! Wicked cool! Also, scary as hell. My incision is a mere 3 inches long. There are no more steri-strips on it, it's all closed up and healed together with a nice scab over it.
The bruising has lightened up immensely. It's that yellowish brown color bruises get when they are old. It's looking and feeling a lot better than it did before.
I'm feeling a lot better than I did before and despite my weight restriction which does not allow me to pick up my daughters for the next three months, I'm doing well.
Oh and the swelling...it's finally gone. LOL