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Tuesday, April 22, 2025

Just a little progress report....

Bandages and device removed Monday morning, now waiting for a call to schedule the permanent SCS.

This little interior tens unit of sorts just might be the answer I've been looking for.  I went to bed watching Tsunami and woke up moaning at 11--arghhh! It's back.  

I know what to take and how much.  I play Wordle and Connections on the NYT site.  After half an hour, the pain ends and I can go back to bed--or write on the blog--or make a list of things I can do on Tuesday--or fold the clothes. (Luci suggests playing with her stuffed animals.) 

I choose to make a tiny collage and organize some papers for the next book I want to make: the buttonhole stitch book.

It's not as bad as it was before the trial because now I know there's a solution on the horizon.  If the surgery happens this week, the four-week recovery will be over in time for the Learys surprise visit end of May!  Then, after Nathan's graduation, I can fly to Georgia to visit Carlene.  I'd hoped to go for Mother's Day but have to postpone until this device is installed and tweaked as needed.

Until recently, people who got this device had cords attached.  It was easy for the cords to snag on a doorknob or something and cause real mischief--bleeding and pain and ER visits.  Now it's all bluetooth, so the remote control can be set to do its thing, then forgotten about until it needs to do something different.  

In my case, it's A1 for the feet, A2 for the sciatic nerves.  Intensity can go up or down as needed. 

For almost 3 years, I've tried every therapy out there--from massage to myofascial therapy, from PT to chiropractic....you name it.  All of them help for a few hours, but it obviously requires leaving home for an hour or two. 

If I ask Luci, "You wanna go for a walk?" or "You want to go in the car?" she responds by going to her toy basket, choosing one of her squeaky animals, and running around the house squeaking it until the leash is on. That's dog for "yes yes yes happy happy happy!"

When my doc asked me yesterday, "Are you sure you want this?".....

I could imagine running around her office squeaking with that kind of happiness. 


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