Ah, the joys of getting your hands in dirt. It's a healing, spiritual thing for me. It brings me great peace to be outside, to help things grow--we have a small garden, in terms of Iowa gardens--but it's a nice sized one for folks our age. (Himself is 66--and he robbed the cradle when he married me LOL!!)
13 year breast cancer survivor, in remission from subsequent Leukemia for 11 years. Blew out my back 5 years ago and had surgery to take care of the disc issue. Discovered I had developed an intolerance to gluten prior to that and boy do I miss fresh baked bread! Broke my leg at the end of 2012, dealt with 9 months of trying to stimulate growth before finally conceding to being non-union and having the surgery to put me back together .....which pretty much brings me to today.
Well versed in "that sort of pain", I've earned that "high threshold for pain" badge. The oncologist came to simply script
pain meds with times, never PRN--I'd let the pain get ahead of me, which was never a good thing. And I'm a recovering person, so I'm hypervigilant about
medications, sometimes to extremes (go figure).
"That sort of pain" ended. "That sort of pain" made sense--they cut off body parts, they fill your body with poisons, they zap you with radiation, they cut holes in your spine, they screw a large titanium plate to your femur-- IT'S GOING TO HURT. But eventually, healing happens and you learn to do things differently, you make adjustments, you keep moving and you keep living life. There's an ETA when you'll be able to live with those things. Sometimes they even told you the pain would end!!
"THIS sort of pain" doesn't come with an ETA to the painfree zone.
For reasons yet to be ascertained, after surgery on my femur "this sort of pain" happened. I did the tests--the EMG was a thrill a minute LOL--and the bottom line is I have "wacked out nerves" in my left leg and foot. Nothing compared to things others have to live with, but it's disrupted my life in ways all those other things that I lived through didn't.
I'm a bit baffled how that happened, given the journeys I've taken in this lifetime.
I was totally blindside by all this.
And I'm still trying to adjust. Probably a large part of why I'm here is that fact. I need to find the magic medication to either make this pain go away....or I need all the magic wands waving so I can make adjustments to live a reasonably sane and healthy life.
And I could use a few cheerleaders. LOL. Sometimes the toll, emotionally, is just as wacked out as my nerves are.
Nice to meet you and all the others!!
No pets. Unless you count the love of my life...who, by the way, is retired, does all the cooking, laundry, housework, etc... I'm the snow blowing, lawn mowing, ladderclimbimg, "get outta my way so I can put that new fuse box before you blow up the whole house" kinda gal. LOL. Himself is elated that I'll be actually able to mow this summer, trust me!!
ME TOO!!
Warmer weather this weekend has been very, very welcomed. And since the robins are here--its official that spring IS here!