Well, today has been kind of crap. The medrol steroid medication really helped me out a ton and almost had me feeling back to normal, for the most part. I could even lay down to sleep, which was awesome. I'd wake up in a bit of pain, but it sure beat sleeping sitting up on the couch. The second round of those meds really helped me at a good time too. The trip up to Portland was way more doable than I had expected. Even as recently as yesterday, I was doing pretty well. A little loss of feeling, mildly decreased muscle control in my right hand, a bit of numbness from time to time, but well within the manageable range. However, now the positive effects of the medrol seem to have abruptly worn off or something and today I feel like something has literally been ripping my right arm off for the last ten or so hours. Debilitating, mind crushing pain. It's seriously like walking torture. A hand full of Darvocet and some diazapam as well and I'm still doubled over in waves of agony. And yeah, typing left handed is pretty tricky too. I wish I could just feed my right arm to a fucking alligator and just get it over with, but since it's really a severely pinched nerve in my spine under the herniated disks, I'm not even sure that would work. Maybe I could just put my head in a jar like Futurama.
It really did seem like it was getting much better, but I guess the steroids were masking the problem. I really don't want to have to be on them for the rest of my life, but the crazy experimental surgery they described really honestly creeped me out (That's another post I'm working on all together.) Bleh. Meanwhile I have SO much work I need to get done it isn't even funny.
I debated putting this image up. It feels oddly intimate in a weird way, but then again, it's something part of me kind of wants to share.
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