August 27th is one of those days for me. It was 2.5 weeks before my baby girl turned two. My grandparents came to town to purchase her birthday gift, a full size bed, side tables, and bedding for my not so baby anymore, baby.
The beautiful white furniture looked so nice in her room, I immediately decided that she needed the perfect bedding to accompany it.
Off to the Mall we went, grandma, Emileigh, and myself. It was August, in Oklahoma heat. I think the temperature was 112 that day... give or take. We ended up finding the most perfect pink and black colored set featuring mini-mouse. Not at all cartoon-ey so pretty.
I carried my sleeping baby through the mall, not knowing it would be the last time I would be able to do so.
That night, we tried tucking her into her big girl bed. I'm not sure if it was the change, or a sixth sense, but she was not having it. She went to sleep downstairs, in our bedroom in her pack n play. At three am, she stirred, I got out of bed to shush her back to sleep and down I went. At 7am, Kevin's alarm went off. I tried to get out of bed and couldn't move.
Serioiusly. I couldn't move. If there had been a fire in my house, I would have burned.
I was scared, upset, and angry.
We called my grandma, who stayed with the kids and off to the urgent care we went.
After x-rays and a shot of something I hope to never have again, the doctor explained that I would get over the pain in my back with a bit of rest and tlc. Actually, I remember he telling me that 80% of the symptoms clear on their own.
The next day, I went to my primary care doctor. He agreed, but as a precaution, set up an MRI.
Two weeks later, I was sitting in front of a spine Surgeon who assured me that I had a bulge, however he thought steriod injections would help.
They didn't
Two weeks later, I was having back surgery. A microdiscectomy of the L5 - S1 vertebrae.
I wish the story ended there, however, after surgery and another round of steriod injections, I had a revision of the surgery last Monday.
The past four months have been terrible. I haven't been able to pick up my babies. I haven't been able to travel, I haven't been much help to anyone. I have spent an obscene amount of time on Pinterest.
With any luck, this surgery will work.
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