Thinking of you during this really stressful time.
Just to let you know that things do work themselves out in these situations, my husband was made redundant a year after my first spine surgery and I had to go back to work to support us when I was able. He then got a job which wasn't as good as his old one but with a good employer. He discovered he to have open heart surgery and was off work for quite a while. They treated him really well. He was allowed to work from home, go home early when he felt tired. His job has evolved into a better one and now I am unable to work he is able to support me.



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I can hardly stand it! I have decided not to drive the 3 1/2 hours to IL to my Parents house to spend a week. I can do about 1/2 hour to an hour at best and then I am ready to die. My youngest daughter drove us the 1 1/2 hours from Eau Claire to Wausau and then I had to drop her off at friends. I have been on my own since then.
It took care of the bit of pain I was starting to have in my left leg and relieved a little bit of pain in my back, but not enough and it didn't touch the pain in my right leg. Fortunately the plane ride was only 5 hours and the plane was empty enough that they gave me all 3 seats to myself so that I could lay almost flat the whole way. I am praying the same will be true on the way home! Then my husband picked us up from the airport and I was able to lay on the back seat all the way from Minneapolis to Eau Claire (1 1/2 hours drive). So my trip was pretty painless. :thumpup:
OK, .....I'm fine, I just had to get that off my chest! Hopefully his office won't be robbed tonight, because they don't have a security system. That is another thing I don't get! My husband reported it to the police. Of course, he never got the guys name or couldn't remember it. I am just so astounded that my husband didn't see through this guy!
And we only needed two weeks! I have to call and see if they will only make us pay for the two weeks, but my husband is pretty sure we have to pay for the whole month.
and told her that I have medical proof that I have a herniated disk, and I have a tissue test that proves that I have Peripheral Neuropathy.
How can people be so insensitive? Do they really think that they are helping by telling you that your pain is all psycological? Then she tried to back pedal and say that she just meant that if I was in a better state of mind that maybe I would get better faster. I told her, that I have been living in a beautiful house for almost a year and looking out and the most beautiful scenery, and I have been in horrible pain. Do you really think that it has all been in my head? I haven't been worried about things like I am now, this whole time. Why are even friends such jerks.
She thought I was mad because I had had to much wine to drink.
I didn't even have a buzz going. Funny, it used to be that one glass did that to me. Does being on so many drugs for so long, effect you so that even wine doesn't get you drunk anymore?
I will check back with you all later! Just wanted you to know I wasn't dead, YET any way!
). I did want to comment on your friend's suggestion though...and please don't shoot the messenger!
Hope you enjoy the rest of your trip. 
, completely pain free still!
It's just that stress does indeed contribute to our pain levels. Unfortunately, your friend, like many a friend, didn't broach the subject with any discretion, and that certainly put you on the defensive. A little tip: don't expect her to ever get it. And that's the truth.
I had such a migraine last night while I was writing my reply to you all. And I was still so steamed. There were four of us in our little dinner party last night. My girlfriend, who is really physically fit and has never had an injury, her husband, who is a psychologist, and a friend of theirs who is a physical therapist. So it was a really hard for me, who has put on 30 lbs since I have seen them 2 1/2 years ago. Believe it or not her husband was the least attacktive! The physical therapist was even doubting that I had the right diagnosis of Systemic Sensory Peripheral Neuropathy, even though I have had a biopsy of my tissue that has confirmed it. He was like, "have you had a second opinion?" I was like,"what, do you think that the tissue biopsy was wrong?" So stupid. It would be lovely if they could figure out what is causing it and stop it, but the point is that they haven't been able to. Then he was saying that my "emotions" could be causing my feet and hands to go numb, and then I had to remind him about the biopsy, and he was like, "oh, yeah, that's right". So it was a bit out of control, jumping on Susanna time. 
I think all the traveling around to see friends and such has wiped me out. I was suppose to go visit my in-laws today, and I'm just taking the whole day off. My internal clock is so screwed up from Alaska to here in WI, and my body isn't adjusting very well. So I will go visit with them a bit tomorrow before I leave for New London. I have been burping up rotten eggs every other day and think it is nerves about sitting in the car, which is so painful. 


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