|Such a lovely pre-op photo.|
Now that I'm three weeks post-op, it's definitely time for an update.
Are you ready for this?
THE SURGERY WAS A SUCCESS!!!
If you can't tell, I'm kind of excited about it.
Now for the details...
I went in for a microdiscectomy on Friday, September 9th after nearly six months of semi-constant pain. Yeah. That long. It kind of sucked. A lot.
The procedure is fairly minor. The surgeon makes a small incision and shaves off the protruding portion of the disc. In my case, it was "pieces" and one of them was the size of the length of my thumb nail. Imagine something like that pressing against your nerve! Ouch!
When I woke up in recovery, the first thing I realized was that I could feel my foot. Not just the insole, but the WHOLE THING. No numbness. No tingling. No radiating pain. No stinging or burning.
I COULD FEEL MY FOOT.
I wanted to cry. I hadn't been able to feel my whole foot since the second week of June. Heck, I'm fighting tears now.
The nurse probably thought I was still high from the anesthesia or something when I first tried to tell her. When my words were finally coherent enough to relay my joy, she celebrated with me. Just before she shot me up with some morphine and sent me to my room.
Fast forward a few days...
Once I was done with the nasty narcotics that left me sick to my stomach and hearing voices, I reveled in being able to walk without a limp. I would catch Handyman Husband just watching me with a goofy grin on his face and I didn't even have to ask why. I just knew.
I COULD WALK WITHOUT LIMPING.
Being stuck on restricted duty strained my sanity, but when I was cleared last week for light duty and driving, I felt this overwhelming sense of freedom. No more being stuck inside because it hurt too much to even go down the stairs. No more lying down in that certain position because doing anything else was too painful. No more looking out the window and feeling like the blinds were horizontal prison bars.
I WAS FREE.
And the other night, as my husband and I went for a walk through our neighborhood, HE had to pick up the pace to keep up with ME. Holy smokes, that hasn't happened...EVER. Sweet!
I still have some healing to do. My stamina isn't even half what it used to be. Getting my boys ready for the day and off to their respective schools just about did me in on Monday. I staggered into the house and passed out on the couch for a couple of hours.
But I did our morning routine by myself. Without help. Without hurting. Without struggling. WITHOUT PAIN.
Each morning got progressively easier. I still wear out faster than I'd like, but dang. I feel good.
So, yeah. The surgery was a success. A huge success. Life-changing in so many ways.
What does this mean?
This means I'm coming back. My weekly blogs will resume soon. Not only that, but I'm working on setting up a monthly newsletter. The content in my posts will focus in on my true message - inspiring others to chase their dreams and slay their dragons. I'm keeping my lovely Dream Chasers because I adore them. I'll be adding short stories and excerpts from my own writing as well as inspirational and motivational posts to help you chase your own dreams.
AND I'll start posting weekly updates on my writing. Not only to keep you informed, but to keep me writing and hold myself accountable. Please nag me when I start to slack off. Seriously. I need it!
I'm hoping to have everything set up and ready to go in the next couple of weeks, but since I'm still recovering and I do still have not-so-good days, that may change. I've got to take care of me, after all.
I did promise you a Dream Chaser post or two. Those will come very soon. They're currently at the top of my posting priority list. Along with Comic Con photos and celebrating my friends' recent book launches.
*squeeeeee!* I'm back, people. And I couldn't be more excited!
The write stuff:
After rereading what I have done on my WIP, I'm pumped to get back into it. The first two chapters need a lot of help with pacing and such, but once I hit chapter three, I was hooked. I couldn't get enough of it. And I wrote the darn thing! For the next week, I'm going to revisit my outline, set up a writing schedule, give myself a deadline to have this rewrite finished, and clean up my writing area so I have somewhere to work. I'm also going to get at least a chapter or two under my belt.
I've got great news! I'm not sure I've shared this already or not, but who cares? I'm involved in a short story anthology that will hopefully be published in April. My story - "The Muse" - is based off a short story idea I developed during a workshop with James Dashner at the LDStorymakers Conference last May. I love the story so much, it'll probably end up a full-length novel (or series) eventually. So exciting!
And last, but not least, my writers group is putting together our own short story anthology. We're still working out the details, but I'm hoping we'll have it ready to release by the end of 2017.
*Don't pay attention to the craziness happening with my blog format. It's under construction because I made the mistake of trying to play with it during recovery before I fully regained my senses. Oops. Fixing it is also on my evergrowing to-do list. Unless someone wants to offer their web-building services...in trade? I'll love you forever!