Stand up, already!
[Previously on Farrandy's Livejournal: Randy was getting himself psyched up to have a FREAKIN' NEEDLE SHOVED INTO HIS SPINE.....]
So, we went in yesterday (Wednesday) morning so I could have FREAKIN' NEEDLE SHOVED INTO MY SPINE (See? It didn't do ya any good to skip over the "Previously on..." bit). It was pretty much identical to when Barb had the same procedure done to her neck last week. First they came in a stuck the FIRST &*&$#@ NEEDLE into the back of my hand (this is for the pain killer before the stick the FREAKIN' NEEDLE IN MY SPINE, so I'm actually sorta grateful for that one, but somehow on the back of the hand is just, I dunno, disturbing for some reason [and I mean despite the fact that it's a NEEDLE]). So after sitting in this room for about twenty minutes, reading the paper (trying to ignore the fact that there is a LONG CYLINDRICAL POINTY THING in the back of my hand [thought you might be getting tired of seeing the word NEEDLE in all caps...ooops!]), they take me back into this other room where the background music was Bill Wither's "Stand by Me" (considering I don't expect to be to sure on my feet afterwords, the line "We all need somebody to lean on" seemed appropriately ironic). They laid me on a table with a hole in it and a cushion for your face like a massage table (probably trying to lull one into a false sense of security, but I knew what was coming) and proceeded to stick the -THE- NEEDLE into my SPINE.
Barely felt it actually, and better still, couldn't see it at all. It didn't take long; "Stand by Me" had finished and they had me out of there before the next song was finished. It was REM doing "Stand". I swear I am NOT making this up.
They took me back to the first room wear Barb was still waiting with my coat my wallet and my book (fortunately no one had tried to mug her while I was gone; not that there was any money in the wallet, but I wasn't finished with the book). I sat there for a while and amused myself by being nauseous. When I got tired of that they said I could go.
Barb took me home via a route that seemed to have a lot more turns, bumps and dips than I remember it normally having, I and I sat down in the rocking chair for a few minutes before deciding that going to bed might be a good idea (okay, Barb thought it might be a good idea in that I looked like I was going to fall out of the chair, so I agreed with her).
I did that thing, got up a couple hours later, ate some food (which happily stayed where I put it) I wandered around the house thinking that it sure is blurry in here and then went back to bed for a couple more hours. Got up because, wouldn't ya know, the painkiller was wearing off, had a little more food, read for a little bit and went to bed.
Woke up today, kinda achy and stiff but as the day wore on, I got to feeling better. Still some pain in the hip and leg, but it already seems to be better that it was a couple of days ago. I plan on going in to work tomorrow. Thanks everyone for your good wishes.
[See, this is why I don't LJ very often: writing this shit takes a long time 'cause I tend to run on and I doubt that it's that interesting anyway]
So, we went in yesterday (Wednesday) morning so I could have FREAKIN' NEEDLE SHOVED INTO MY SPINE (See? It didn't do ya any good to skip over the "Previously on..." bit). It was pretty much identical to when Barb had the same procedure done to her neck last week. First they came in a stuck the FIRST &*&$#@ NEEDLE into the back of my hand (this is for the pain killer before the stick the FREAKIN' NEEDLE IN MY SPINE, so I'm actually sorta grateful for that one, but somehow on the back of the hand is just, I dunno, disturbing for some reason [and I mean despite the fact that it's a NEEDLE]). So after sitting in this room for about twenty minutes, reading the paper (trying to ignore the fact that there is a LONG CYLINDRICAL POINTY THING in the back of my hand [thought you might be getting tired of seeing the word NEEDLE in all caps...ooops!]), they take me back into this other room where the background music was Bill Wither's "Stand by Me" (considering I don't expect to be to sure on my feet afterwords, the line "We all need somebody to lean on" seemed appropriately ironic). They laid me on a table with a hole in it and a cushion for your face like a massage table (probably trying to lull one into a false sense of security, but I knew what was coming) and proceeded to stick the -THE- NEEDLE into my SPINE.
Barely felt it actually, and better still, couldn't see it at all. It didn't take long; "Stand by Me" had finished and they had me out of there before the next song was finished. It was REM doing "Stand". I swear I am NOT making this up.
They took me back to the first room wear Barb was still waiting with my coat my wallet and my book (fortunately no one had tried to mug her while I was gone; not that there was any money in the wallet, but I wasn't finished with the book). I sat there for a while and amused myself by being nauseous. When I got tired of that they said I could go.
Barb took me home via a route that seemed to have a lot more turns, bumps and dips than I remember it normally having, I and I sat down in the rocking chair for a few minutes before deciding that going to bed might be a good idea (okay, Barb thought it might be a good idea in that I looked like I was going to fall out of the chair, so I agreed with her).
I did that thing, got up a couple hours later, ate some food (which happily stayed where I put it) I wandered around the house thinking that it sure is blurry in here and then went back to bed for a couple more hours. Got up because, wouldn't ya know, the painkiller was wearing off, had a little more food, read for a little bit and went to bed.
Woke up today, kinda achy and stiff but as the day wore on, I got to feeling better. Still some pain in the hip and leg, but it already seems to be better that it was a couple of days ago. I plan on going in to work tomorrow. Thanks everyone for your good wishes.
[See, this is why I don't LJ very often: writing this shit takes a long time 'cause I tend to run on and I doubt that it's that interesting anyway]