I think I’m going to temporarily wrap up this section for a couple of weeks. I’m hoping that by moving on to something else, crazy things will stop happening.

This past weekend was hell. I’m not even sure where to start, but since I think it is medicine related, I will start there.

I took a break because I had a setback. I didn’t really want to talk about it because it was weird and nobody really knows what caused it.

So, yesterday, I was supposed to come up with a plan for the rest of my recovery. And be mindful about the moments I was in. Well let me tell you about one of my moments, pretty early yesterday.

When you have a difficult surgery that requires a long-term recovery, there needs to be a plan. A plan of what to do. What to do while sitting. Something to keep your mind busy while your body heals.

I woke up in pain today. It feels like one of the rods (there are three) was tightened, and I can feel it. Do I think that is possible? No. But, here we are.

I woke up in so much pain this morning!

The day of surgery, a person should expect to feel bad afterwards. It’s still a shock, but somewhat expected.

I have pieces of a weird childhood chant stuck in my mind and I can only remember bits and pieces.

What day is it? I keep thinking it’s Monday, but it’s not. I lost a couple of days.

The results of my ultrasound came back to my surgeon last week and this is what they said…

First of all, I was scared. Not of the procedure itself, but of the outcome

The ultrasound is today and I don’t know how to feel. Will someone please tell me?

On T-10 days I got a call from my surgeon’s nurse. There was a problem..

13 days until surgery