So. I went to the neurosurgeon yesterday morning, to see what else can be done for the pain in the neck. Yes, I have the literal and original PITN, whereas Lynn has the PITA, because while she managed to damage a disc low down, my damage is up in my cervical spine.
Could it be that we are each reacting to one another? I mean, sometimes, she’s a PITN, and I know she’d testify that I can be the biggest PITA ever… hmmmm. Wonder if the medical profession knows about this?
Anyway. What I have, is called something-or-other ridiculousis, which I’ve mentioned before, and strikes me as the silliest ever thing to have. But, that’s what it’s called, so I’m stuck with it. What it really means, is that it hurts- some days more than others, never pain-free. I’ve been to the physiatrist, (Pain specialist), and done the physical therapy/massage/drugs/electric stimulation/chiropractic/exercise/voodoo and incantations by the dark of the moon stuff. Okay, maybe not the voodoo, but I’m tempted, at times. Know any good witch doctors?
No? Okay, well fine then. Good thing I know a neurosurgeon that seems competent enough, and my regular Doctor thinks highly of- and I respect his opinion a lot, I love my Doc; so, off I went to the doc, and had another consultation.
She did what she does, which is to peer at the MRI films, muttering and pointing (that must be the incantations, I knew they were there somewhere!). Then, she has me take off my shoes and socks, and wander around on my toes, then my heels, then heel-to-toe, then stand with my eyes closed and poke myself in the eye (was supposed to be touching my nose, oops). Next, I get to tilt and turn my head and say ouch, and sit on the big table while she tickles.. errrr, tests my ability to feel, to see if I’m losing sensation (yes), and then she gets to tell me “stuff”.
All kinds of fun stuff- like Anterior Cervical Discectomy, and “Thoracic entry with lateral incision and retraction to….”
Yeah, that’s what I thought, too. Luckily, she also ‘splains quite nicely, in english, and she really has a great voice. What it means, is she slits my throat, shoves all the muscles and nerves and arteries out of her way, sucks out the failed disc, sands the bone spurs down, sticks something in the leftover cracks, and screws a hunk of titanium to my bones; then, we hope, she puts everything back the way it was, more or less, without tooo many leftover parts, and covers her trail by sewing my throat up again.
So, I’ve been looking this up, and it seems like (for “major, complex surgery”!?!?), that it’s actually a pretty common, and pretty successful procedure, for people like me with the stupid disc that pinches the stupid nerve, which makes my arm go wonky.
Side effects? Of course; no moving neck, no lifting over 5 lbs, no driving for 2-3-4 weeks, etc, etc.
But, there is one that may be a show-stopper. I can live with all of that- but no sex??? NONE??? For however long the Doc says?? I don’t think so! Luckily, when I mentioned this to Lynn, her response was wonderful: “Okay, well, I’ll do the work, you lie still and flat, cuz that’s not happening!”
Gotta adore a woman with that attitude, right?
The rest of the day, was spectacular though; and as I think about it, was a pretty good thing to do, after that appt, ‘cuz I would have gone to work and sat around reading about it anyway, so it was much better to go out for the afternoon with Lynn, and head north.
We went to a place on the Roundout Creek, called High Falls. We’ve been there before, several times, and loved it- there’s a great museum there, for the D&H Canal, which is pretty cool in itself. However, we weren’t there for that on this trip. Ever since the first time we’d spotted the falls, with all the kids, we’ve talked about getting up there on our own, and taking photos.
So, we thought, a Friday afternoon with all the kids back in school, before it got too late in the autumn and got too cold, would be a good time to head up there and see if we couldn’t get some great photos. Well, we got great photos, but there were three college kids hanging around working on their tans. Grrrrrrrrr. We still got some wonderful photos, though, and a bit later on, we moved down to the lower falls- not as spectacular, but a bit more private.
Lynn was being silly, playing around, and we ended up with six of the funnest, cutest photos yet; they’re over there on flickr >>>>>, along with a bunch of the creek, the waterfalls and an ancient iron bridge, over the entire creek and town of Rosendale.
What a great time that was, and I think that I really, really like waterfalls. This is the second set of water photos within a week, and just playing with the camera, to catch the water, the lighting and the sparkles, is great fun. When you have a gorgeous model to photograph too, it’s even more fun.
Here are a couple of my favorites, one of the falls, and the other is one I tried to stop-down, to change the backdrop, and it really worked out well. I’m quite pleased with a lot of them, even if that does sound like bragging- but I am, anyway.
Lynn, with camera effect: