By the time anyone reads this – assuming anyone ever reads
my ramblings – I should be feeling a great deal of relief.
The surgeon
took care of my upper back, shoulders, neck and, yes, even my head
bright and early Monday morning. I was
ready for the knife. Heck, he could have
used the hammer or an axe or any other implement of his choice if that’s what was
needed for relief.
I had
gotten to the point that I couldn’t look from side to side without turning my
whole body. There was no comfortable
position for sleeping, sitting or standing, which, of course, didn’t leave many
options.
The doc
said that much more and I would have had trouble using my arms, hands and
fingers. That concerned me, because I’ve never been very good at
playing the piano with my toes. I know;
I’ve tried.
I’ve had
two previous surgeries to the lower spine; this is the first to the cervical
spine/neck area.
Aside from
bringing about relief, the really good news about all of this is that it means
I actually have a backbone, unlike some of the politicians around us.
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