Monday morning the curmudgeonette had her 7th back surgery, this time to remove some errant hardware from a prior fusion. She went to surgery at 7:30 and at 9:00 the surgeon was finished and reporting to me.
"Good news, the hardware was removed using an electric drill, the fusion looks great and all her vitals were strong." An hour later she was in her room looking perky.
There is much good news. For the first time in months she can get in and out of bed without pain. She is also standing/walking much straighter. Today, Wednesday, she came home with minimal restrictions on what she can do. Yippee!
Now comes the really hard part. Being the flaming extrovert that she is, it's painful to be confined to the condo with a monosyllabic introvert, i.e., me. We can only hope that her peeps will take pity on her and visit/call. We'll both be grateful!
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It was kind of her to do this after Pheasant hunting season this time. My best to Joanne. She's had her share of these trials. Here's hoping this is the last.
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