A Cry in the Dark

Sunday, August 19, 2007

drugs are good....

Well, this weekend turned out quite differently than I could have imagined.

Friday began beautifully. Sir arrived and gifted his good girl in the MOST fantabulous way! :D He wanted to take me out for dinner, so I dressed to please Him and off we went. My favorite sushi restaurant, green tea martinis, and birthday cheesecake.... Marvelous! (Yes, I am His spoiled princess!)

Late Friday night, I went onto the computer for a bit. When it was late enough I knew I needed to get to bed, I shut everything down. As I stood up, an excruciating pain shot down my right hip and leg. It took every ounce of strength I had to keep from screaming!

Saturday morning, it was no better. It was a struggle to even walk. So, figuring I had better do something about it, I went to the emergency room. A little over six hours later, with many wonderful drug injections, I floated out the door. A quick stop by the pharmacy to fill prescriptions and then home.

The kicker to this weekend is that I was supposed to go to Chicago today. There is an important class I'm supposed to take tomorrow. Instead, I have to get an emergency appointment with an orthopedic surgeon. I have no idea what the treatment will be this time. My hope is that I can get by with another epidural rather than surgery. Either way, if I weren't drugged to the max, I'd be petrified. (OK. I AM petrified. The valium and percocet have me so fuzzy that I can't go into full-blown panic mode.)

I could use some prayers and healing wishes right now. The timing is awful. I know I can't take care of this and perform my job at the same time. Sir and my boss have both given me instructions on what is to come first (my health) but I am still agitated over the whole situation.

Drugs are good.... If it weren't for them, I think I'd have done nothing but cry all weekend....

Posted by WistfulWench :: 5:58 PM :: 4 comments