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Back to the Future...
Back to the Future... Well, it’s the weekend before a day I thought would never get here. After thumping down the stairs on my backside in September 2004, I am finally getting some treatment for what has become a rather persistent backache, and I don’t mind telling you that even this treatment is not what I thought I was going to be having a week ago!! Last week Thursday I came home to find a letter from my local NHS trust, advising me that my name had finally come up in the admission lottery, and could I please present myself to the weekend admissions office this coming Sunday. The letter did warn me that there was a chance I could lose my treasured lottery win, should an emergency land itself in my bed instead. A day later there was a letter from another office of the same NHS trust, telling me I was due for a pre-op, all-systems-go check, which took place yesterday. It all started rather innocently. I arrived at the Orthopaedics Out-Patients, and after giving my name, I was handed a big wad of pink paper, filled with questions which I had to answer. How much pain was I having in my back? How much pain was I experiencing in my leg - apart from a rather aching back, I was also being dogged by a persistent sciatica… rather like having my invisible friend kicking me in the shins, and leaving an invisible bruise, but very REAL pain!! Another question asked me what sort of impact my aches and pains were having on my sex life… sex life? What sex life?? When you’re aching the way I do, the last thing you want is a romp in bed. Sleeping in the bed with someone else while you’re trying to find a comfortable 5 minutes is bad enough!! After completing my multiple choice quiz, a nurse came and called out my name, successfully changing it yet again. I have one of those surnames that has people asking me if I’m sure that’s how I spell it when I break it down into bite-size pieces!! She led me into a cubicle, drew the curtains and proceeded to poke and prod me. I had a pulse-cum-oxymeter attached to my finger, a swab taken of my nostrils (just to make sure I didn’t have any bogies I was planning to drag into the theatre with me), and I was cuffed and pumped up like a balloon for my blood pressure. A nice man came into the cubicle, and started asking me all the questions in the pink wad. I do wonder, sometimes, what the point of patient notes is, unless it was to make sure I was sticking to my previous story! Anyway, he slapped and tickled me with his playground hammer, and got me breathing deeply while he listened to my chest. He asked me my age, and you can imagine my horror, when after telling him I was 39, he decided he needed to order an ECG. It didn’t need a machine to tell me that my heart-rate had just shot up at that news!! Finally I was introduced to the Ortho God… the specialist… the man whose name appeared on all my letters, even though I had never met this man in the last two years. Five minutes with me, and Ortho God dragged the mat completely out from under my feet by telling me my chances of success with a discectomy were less than 50%, and instead he was going to shove a nice long needle into my back, and give me a spinal block instead!! So… wish me luck on Monday!!! |
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Good luck hun thank god it's finally come. Hope it all goes well
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Congratulation on your lottery win , even though you thought you had all six right, only to find out if fact it was only three!. If the Government had invested all those billions they just wasted on the NHS in private care for everyone, you would have been treated 2 years ago. However I digress, best of luck for Mondays half op, hope it all goes well, and that this phase in your life finally takes off for you lots of love and kisses GBC
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Hope everything goes well for you Hun. Will be thinking of you. Wacky Jacky
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3/10/2007 5:19 am |
I hope it goes well. I will be praying for you. hugggggs Kent
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Hugs (of the non-painful virtual kind) to you helga, I've got a friend who's struggling with a bad back and her doctor doesn't seem able to do anything that actually helps her.
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Good luck,nothing worse than a persistent back problem
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best of luck ....
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Good luck Helga...
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Helga, I wish you all the best with with your operation. I'm due for spinal surgery myself next month, with what's called a lumbar osteotomy. Because of my Ankylosing Spondylitis (partly fused spine & neck), they hope to straighten me out!!
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