Less than 24 hours until I'm put out cold... and when I wake up, I'll have a new body part made out of metal, one that works on one of my nerves so that I (hopefully) don't have to pee as much or as urgently.
With the way the trial has gone, I have a lot of hope, but I know there is still a long road ahead... full of healing, reprogramming the Interstim, getting everything just right and hopefully back to some kind of normalcy. I hope it works, I hope it works...
It's my pre-surgery jitter time now. It began when I slipped some of my metal body jewelry out of its place and slid in silicone replacements... when I do that, when I start thinking of things like "no metal allowed in the OR" and actually DOING something about it, that's when the jitters begin for real. Because now the surgery isn't just some vague thing that is happening in the future ... it is something that is happening TOMORROW, for real.
I am home alone today, as I've taken time off from work and hubby has gone back to work after his illness for one day to clean up the mess his co-workers inevitably made in his absence -- before taking tomorrow off to transport a nervous, then loopy me to and from the hospital. That means it's quiet and I have only my mind to listen to at the moment... the worries come to the forefront then, but I do my best to close my eyes, relax, and enjoy the feel of my cat's fur on my body. Paddington senses a need in me, and curls against me wherever I sit or lay, and the feel of his thick winter coat and lion's purr is just what I need.
In about 45 minutes, I will be leaving the house to go to my pain clinic appointment, and hopefully this time, since my appointment is the day before surgery, I will be able to obtain better pain control for my post-surgery days than last time. While I do believe in pain contracts, sometimes they can be a real hassle, since my urologist can no longer prescribe anything for post-op pain -- it is up to the pain clinic. Let's hope they deliver, since I'm having something shoved in the fat and muscle in my butt tomorrow, and if my suspicions are correct, that might hurt a little.
Right now, I'm just going to breathe in, breathe out.........
With the way the trial has gone, I have a lot of hope, but I know there is still a long road ahead... full of healing, reprogramming the Interstim, getting everything just right and hopefully back to some kind of normalcy. I hope it works, I hope it works...
It's my pre-surgery jitter time now. It began when I slipped some of my metal body jewelry out of its place and slid in silicone replacements... when I do that, when I start thinking of things like "no metal allowed in the OR" and actually DOING something about it, that's when the jitters begin for real. Because now the surgery isn't just some vague thing that is happening in the future ... it is something that is happening TOMORROW, for real.
I am home alone today, as I've taken time off from work and hubby has gone back to work after his illness for one day to clean up the mess his co-workers inevitably made in his absence -- before taking tomorrow off to transport a nervous, then loopy me to and from the hospital. That means it's quiet and I have only my mind to listen to at the moment... the worries come to the forefront then, but I do my best to close my eyes, relax, and enjoy the feel of my cat's fur on my body. Paddington senses a need in me, and curls against me wherever I sit or lay, and the feel of his thick winter coat and lion's purr is just what I need.
In about 45 minutes, I will be leaving the house to go to my pain clinic appointment, and hopefully this time, since my appointment is the day before surgery, I will be able to obtain better pain control for my post-surgery days than last time. While I do believe in pain contracts, sometimes they can be a real hassle, since my urologist can no longer prescribe anything for post-op pain -- it is up to the pain clinic. Let's hope they deliver, since I'm having something shoved in the fat and muscle in my butt tomorrow, and if my suspicions are correct, that might hurt a little.
Right now, I'm just going to breathe in, breathe out.........


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