Thursday, June 05, 2014
My story gets more and more confusing. I had surgery at 1 PM on Tuesday. I was sitting up, as promised by the anesthesiologist when I went to sleep and didn't have to face the nasty spasms and pain in my right leg. I woke up in confusion at 5:30 in Recovery. That was a big room with about 25 stations and full of color and activity. There were several people around me and the conversation about my legs not moving. They were numb, but I thought that was from surgery--and I was lying flat on my back without problems. I kept asking people about my legs, but nobody was telling me anything. They went and got Floyd and he showed me a bag with bolts and other stuff they removed from my back. He told me about the large nerve shoot that was strangled in my back by bone spurs and scar tissue. They found a place where the allograf had shifted, so they fixed it too. Much of the first surgery was fusing, so they removed several bolts and the upper hook so I'd have more mobility in my back. Things were going well until the monitor indicated that my legs were not moving. That put an end to the surgical work.
They ordered the CT mylogram and a spine CT right after the surgery. There was no fun in being transported so many times from table to table and my friends, I behaved badly with lots of crying and begging, They did the mylogram with me on my side instead of on my tummy like they wanted. Having that injection wasn't fun.
This morning I was able to get my right foot to move and an hour or so later, I got my left foot to move. That has worked a bit all day. As of now, I can move my knees if I am sitting up and I can move my right leg to my knee when I am lying down, I can move my left foot and ankle. I believe I will be able to move my legs and maybe even walk by sometime tomorrow. I might have gotten further today, but my blood pressure stayed really low and I also needed a transfusion before I had to go have an awful, awful MRI of my spine. I cried throughout the entire test. The table was so hard and I had to lie on my large incision for over 20 solid minutes, I was a mess and have been doing some comfort eating.
Tomorrow, I hope to get the results from these tests. I pray my legs will work so they can remove the catheter. The steroids are making it burn. At least I didn't have to wake up with the tube in my throat and in ICU.
Quite honestly, I don't know what is next. I'm guessing I'll be here for a bit longer as these unknowns get answered. I'm so grateful for the prayers and warm thoughts being sent my way. I am feeling them amidst this confusion.