Well, much that I’ve experienced over these last couple of days made up for the ease of my first two weeks of surgical recovery.
I’d never experienced a pinched nerve that releases excruciating pain, literally from head to toe, inclusive of one half of my body as had been true, three days in a row (beginning on and continuing for three hours on Thursday night), and having endured that nerve clutching my right side as though within a ginormous fist so that breathing was an effort and speaking even one word to make my needs known felt nearly impossible, I’m hoping to never experience another episode, having had three—the first episode tying my nervous system into a knot for the longest time, on Thursday night. Then again, twice, on Friday, each time lasting an hour and a half.
Even today, I’m still far too exhausted to detail what happened, except to say that Will believes these episodes are unrelated to the nerve pain associated with my surgery. And pardon me for repeating that I sure do hope never to endure the degree of pain that attacked me so shockingly straight out of the blue, over this past weekend.
Will believes that each episode of excruciating pain was unassociated with my surgical area, because the apex of my pain was lodged within a knot-like feeling in my neck, which ran up to and behind my right eye and down my right arm into the outer edge of my pinkie, which is important to note since these symptoms follow the natural diagnosis of a pinched nerve (though in my case, the pain also ran around my chest as if the center of my body was contracted within a tight elastic band.)
I can’t describe the depths of relief experienced each time the knotted pain in my neck released, followed by releasing me from the pain, which had run its relentless course, up and down and all around one side of my body, as supported by long standing evidence concerning pinched nerves found within medical journals, today.
Hopefully, all I’ll experience from now on will be quiet weeks of healing, ahead, being that I’ve engaged The Three Good Fairies to take eight hour shifts, around the clock, thus insuring that no magic spells, cast by The Dark Side, which throw good people off track, will run interference with my need of peaceful repose, during weeks of healing that lie, directly ahead,👩🏻🔆🌻🧚♀️🧚♀️🧚♀️
PS If some of that which I’ve written is less than coherent, please go easy on me, because today’s post was penned while pain meds were calming nerve endings, suggesting that my lucidity may be a bit off but not enough to drive me to edit today’s post to perfection.
Seriously, if I had to tell Steven that the depths of my exhaustion prohibited me from enjoying time with my son and grand daughter, today, then you can imagine the affect effects, which have thoroughly wiped me out. Whew!
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