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Those of you who know me...know I have a bad back.
Well... Last Saturday I did something stupid and decided to refill the dog's food bin with a 50lb bag of dogfood. Well... after a loud *pop* and me falling out on the floor, I realized I did something terrible. I managed to fill the bin, throw the bag away, and drag myself to the couch. Bernadette was dogsitting for some friends and decided to swing by and check on me. Worriedly, she left late Saturday to return to the dogs. Sunday morning I called one of my doc's emergency numbers and I was informed to go directly to the emergency room. Steve of Steve and Terri came over without any questions and drove me to the E.R. He sat with me for several hours and through many tears (his son Justin was very worried about me and kissed my cheek to make it better). I was taken back to a room and the nurse practitioner was readyto have me admitted, morphine flowing in my arm, when my surgeon's after hours person said I didn't need to be admitted. Bernadette arrived and she and steve got me home and into the house. The next morning it was even worse. I went in to see my pain management doctor and he sent me back to the E.R. for an MRI. IT took about 4 hours for the work comp (yes, I hurt my back in 99 in my classroom) person to approve it after many many phone calls. After the MRI I went back to the ER to get some relief. Needless to say I was admitted (finally got a room at 3am) and put on a morphine dose every 4 hours. I have no sick days left at work because I use them to go to 3 different doctors who I see at least every other month each. My surgeon came in and offered to do the fusion this coming week. I can't.... no way to pay bills if that happens... He agreed we would ty to wait until late May. However, he told me he would send me home if I agreed to rest and i could not return to work until the 10th. This means a whole 2 weeks without pay. Our pay for 10 months of work is divided into 12 months of paychecks. I.E. I will basically owe THEM money for missing 2 weeks of work. This is NOT a good situation. The only GOOD thing is that I am not late on any bills yet. I am currently on strong meds but can not tell the difference when I take them. I sit and swet sugar glider cage accessories to pass the time. I haven't driven yet because of the miscle spasms and the pain of being in one spot for a long period of time. Life is not good at the moment except my fish give me peace. When I feel the stress of knowing I will be behind with bills AND with my students, I sit and stare at the fish.... I listen to the sugar gliders talking to each other, and feel the warmth of the dogs as they lie near me. I check email and fishbox messages and love reading all of your posts. :? Thank you loretta for talking to me on the phone at 2am... Thank you Steve and Terri for helping me out at the hospital. Thank you all for your get well wishes. And Raul... beleive it or not, knowing that your bundle of joy was on the way... gave me something happy to look forward to. I know she will be an amazing girl with an amazing family to lead her on her incredible journey. So.. okay.. this isn't really venting... it is kind of an update on me.
Well... Last Saturday I did something stupid and decided to refill the dog's food bin with a 50lb bag of dogfood. Well... after a loud *pop* and me falling out on the floor, I realized I did something terrible. I managed to fill the bin, throw the bag away, and drag myself to the couch. Bernadette was dogsitting for some friends and decided to swing by and check on me. Worriedly, she left late Saturday to return to the dogs. Sunday morning I called one of my doc's emergency numbers and I was informed to go directly to the emergency room. Steve of Steve and Terri came over without any questions and drove me to the E.R. He sat with me for several hours and through many tears (his son Justin was very worried about me and kissed my cheek to make it better). I was taken back to a room and the nurse practitioner was readyto have me admitted, morphine flowing in my arm, when my surgeon's after hours person said I didn't need to be admitted. Bernadette arrived and she and steve got me home and into the house. The next morning it was even worse. I went in to see my pain management doctor and he sent me back to the E.R. for an MRI. IT took about 4 hours for the work comp (yes, I hurt my back in 99 in my classroom) person to approve it after many many phone calls. After the MRI I went back to the ER to get some relief. Needless to say I was admitted (finally got a room at 3am) and put on a morphine dose every 4 hours. I have no sick days left at work because I use them to go to 3 different doctors who I see at least every other month each. My surgeon came in and offered to do the fusion this coming week. I can't.... no way to pay bills if that happens... He agreed we would ty to wait until late May. However, he told me he would send me home if I agreed to rest and i could not return to work until the 10th. This means a whole 2 weeks without pay. Our pay for 10 months of work is divided into 12 months of paychecks. I.E. I will basically owe THEM money for missing 2 weeks of work. This is NOT a good situation. The only GOOD thing is that I am not late on any bills yet. I am currently on strong meds but can not tell the difference when I take them. I sit and swet sugar glider cage accessories to pass the time. I haven't driven yet because of the miscle spasms and the pain of being in one spot for a long period of time. Life is not good at the moment except my fish give me peace. When I feel the stress of knowing I will be behind with bills AND with my students, I sit and stare at the fish.... I listen to the sugar gliders talking to each other, and feel the warmth of the dogs as they lie near me. I check email and fishbox messages and love reading all of your posts. :? Thank you loretta for talking to me on the phone at 2am... Thank you Steve and Terri for helping me out at the hospital. Thank you all for your get well wishes. And Raul... beleive it or not, knowing that your bundle of joy was on the way... gave me something happy to look forward to. I know she will be an amazing girl with an amazing family to lead her on her incredible journey. So.. okay.. this isn't really venting... it is kind of an update on me.
<---this is how I feel now lol
.........i love you Reba......
That's funny!
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