Back to Work

Well, today was my first official day back at work in the library. I managed to work a whole day, too, which I was sure I wouldn't be able to do. And tonight, I am only a little tired and sore, so hopefully I will be able to get out of bed tomorrow and do it all over again.

It was nice to get back to work. I haven't been there since December 4, the day before my first back surgery. I have been gone about 11 weeks I guess, haven't stopped to count out the time, because it's sorta depressing.

I had my first lamenectomy - I think that's what it was supposed to be - on December 5, and it didn't take - although the doctor said it did. How can something have worked - something that was supposed to get rid of the pain - when you wake up on a gurney in terrible pain - I woke up and immediately started crying.

Well, the doctor said that the pain would ease off, and it did, but not enough to make me feel like I could go back to work after Christmas break, which was my plan. But something happened and I had another surgery on January 9th - the day I was supposed to go back to work. I put work off an extra week, hoping to feel better, but what happened? I reherniated my back. OR did I?

Brent and I both think the first doctor screwed something up, or didn't do it quite right or finish the job or whatever. The second doctor went in, cleaned things out, and I am doing rather well as far as the sciatica is concerned. And today I went back to work - did I mention that already?

And I walked from the parking lot to the car and then back again at the end of the day with no pain - amazing -

So, thanks to God and my husband, and our second doctor, for getting me through the past two and a half months, and please help me get through tomorrow - one day a time - as the song says . . .