{"id":14847,"date":"2019-12-25T20:29:32","date_gmt":"2019-12-26T02:29:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/?p=14847"},"modified":"2019-12-25T20:29:32","modified_gmt":"2019-12-26T02:29:32","slug":"christmas-2019","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/christmas-2019\/","title":{"rendered":"Christmas, 2019"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I could say not a lot has happened since my last post, but that&#8217;s not quite true. Ajax is successfully buried and we speak of him fondly from time to time. Mr. L had a good father-daughter trip to Pennsylvania. Shortly after he returned, I experienced something both odd and incapacitating.<\/p>\n<p>On Sunday, October 27, I was my normal self doing normal self things. On Monday, October 28, I woke up early freezing cold then burning up. I decided to stay in bed for the day. On Tuesday, October 29, I woke up with really bad lower back pain that was unlike the annoying lower back pain I&#8217;d been waking up with for the last several months &#8212; and it didn&#8217;t go away. I opted to have Mr. L drive me to urgent care where they diagnosed a UTI and gave me naproxen for the back pain. I came home, took my meds, and rested in my chair. By later that day, I could not stand or walk. It didn&#8217;t get better.<\/p>\n<p>On Wednesday, Oct 30, my neighbor called an ambulance &#8212; it was the only way I could get out of my house. The ambulance took me to the medical center where they said I had more than the garden variety UTI and gave me IV meds. At about 6 pm, they told me I could go home. I still couldn&#8217;t stand, sit, or walk. They gave me a pain med. No difference. They gave me morphine. No difference. They admitted me.<\/p>\n<p>For 16 days, they did a CT scan, X-rays, an MRI, and a bone biopsy to rule out infection. No problems found that would cause me to be in excruciating pain from lower lumbar back spasms. They did start me on a muscle relaxant, that helps. The first time Physical Therapy tried to get me to sit on the side of the bed, I was in 10 out of 10 pain and begging her to not ask me to do anymore. Subsequent PT sessions went slightly better.<\/p>\n<p>On November 15, I was transferred to a skilled nursing facility. It took two people to get me from the transfer wheelchair to the bed. For the next four weeks, I incrementally began to improve. On Thursday, Dec 12, I was able to walk out of the facility to come home only using a cane.<\/p>\n<p>As for my current status &#8212; I still get spasms. I alternate between a cane and a walker, depending on how I feel, but based on advice from physical therapy, I&#8217;m mostly using the walker. I&#8217;ve come a long way to be able to spend a lot of time in my recliner and to gingerly walk around my house to keep my body moving. But at least I&#8217;m home. There&#8217;s apparently nothing seriously wrong with me, but my return to normalcy is coming slowly. I&#8217;m confident I&#8217;ll get back to my &#8220;normal&#8221; self, but I don&#8217;t know how long it will take.<\/p>\n<p>For Christmas 2019, I&#8217;m moving slowly, but at least I&#8217;m moving. As I normally do this time of year, I&#8217;m reflecting on what has been and where I want to go in the new year. I&#8217;m not making resolutions, but I am planning where I want to go from here. Perhaps an enforced slow down will help with that.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I could say not a lot has happened since my last post, but that&#8217;s not quite true. Ajax is successfully buried and we speak of him fondly from time to time. Mr. L had a good father-daughter trip to Pennsylvania. 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