Long time, no post. I know, I know. I have a shitload of excuses, none of which are really important. I am going to try to recount the last couple of months, or at least the high (and low) lights. More for myself than for you, unfortunately. (Read: warning: boring post ahead.)
The last four months have been a whirlwind. Some good, lots bad. A couple of weeks before Christmas, I volunteered to work for a "special" project that started out as a disaster, frustrating and aggravating. I did it primarily for the money and the fact that SO was gone for work. It was good for me to be working full-time again but it cut in to my Christmas preparation time. I managed to get everything done, as always and Christmas was good.
We spent New Year's Eve with our BFF's and had a great time. It's always so good to get together with them and it doesn't happen nearly often enough. I'm looking forward to summer and spending time camping with them as much as possible.
Work started off VERY BADLY this year with the usual office politics multiplied by 1000. I was ready to quit by mid-January. Seriously. A meeting with the higher-ups was conducted like an intervention of school-yard bullies by the principal. We were asked to try to put the past behind us and all get along. None of the most important issues were resolved and continue to this day. I seriously need to find a new profession.
February 7th I woke up with such pain in my shoulder blade that I couldn't stand up straight. After a trip to the ER, it was determined that I had a sore shoulder. Next day, pain moved to my left arm and my hand was numb. 2nd visit to ER results in diagnosis of pinched nerve. Course of steroids ordered along with muscle relaxers and more pain meds.
Physical therapy and another course of stronger dose of steroids bring no relief. MRI reveals ruptured disc at c6-7. Surgery on March 4 and no more pain in my arm. Anterior cervical discectomy and fusion means they cut your neck in the front, move your trachea and esophagus to get to the herniated disc. This is where the post-op pain is. Sore throat (strep-like) is the worst part of recovery. I can handle it though, knowing (hoping) that it will be gone in a couple of weeks. I have a hard cervical collar that I have to wear for two weeks then a soft collar for who knows how long. I'm stuck at home watching the dog hair pile up, begging WanSon to vacuum. I know he will eventually, but I'm starting to get anxious. I'm a little tired of jello, pudding, applesauce and broth but anything else it uncomfortable to swallow. I'm hoping to lose a few pounds in the meantime.
In other news, WanSon, his woman and old roommate are leaving for Paris in a couple of days to visit SO. He's pretty excited. I am for him too. SO will be home for good (at least from this project) in time for Easter. I can hardly wait. It's been tough for both of us having him gone for this surgery.
So that's the skinny from my little corner. Pretty damn excitin', ain't it?