The ortho doctor's office called this afternoon to tell me that now that they've seen my MRI results, they're sending me to a surgeon to get an injection of cortisone in my spine. Now mentally I know that's probably a fine thing -- those cortisone pills I took last month made me feel completely totally absolutely normal. It was a wonderful thing. And since you can't take cortisone pills more than a couple times a year, a cortisone injection would probably be the totally right way to make me feel "normal" again.
But emotionally, the idea of someone (even a very talented surgeon "someone") sticking a needle into my spine . . . well, that scares me!
On the other hand, it's not going to happen until after Mark comes home (since I can't do anything for a day or two afterward, I'm told), so I'm just going to do my best NOT to think about it for the next couple weeks.
Enough said.
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