So. Had the procedure done today. If you're not up to speed on what I'm dealing with, I am currently living with sacroiliitis, which is, medically speaking, an inflammation of my ass. And you thought I was just eating too many girl scout cookies!
Today, the charming and funny Dr. R. inserted needles into my behind at the left sacroiliac joint and injected steroid and anesthetic medications. So, it still hurts, but different. Like I just had an enormous needle in my rear end. That should fade after a day or two, then we'll see how well it works.
I had a typical moment this morning in the shower, when nothing was hurting. This is customary because I have just been horizontal for 6-8 hours, removing pressure from both the SI joint and the bulging discs in my lumbar spine (all of them. Yep.). I frequently find myself thinking at moments like that, "Maybe I'm just imagining all this pain. Maybe it's all in my head. Why can't I feel like this all day? Am I enjoying the attention? The drugs? WTF?" That was at 6:15. By 7:30, I was in a hospital gown, unable to sit up in bed because my back and left leg were aching with the white-hot fire of 10,000 suns. Husband was there to massage my leg, and Rachel, the nurse from Heaven, lowered the bed so I could be horizontal.
I'm pretty sure it's not in my head at this point. And I discuss with Husband that I'd like to do things like make a car trip, and need nothing more than a little stretch at the end to feel like myself again. I'd like to be able to walk around my classroom and not need to clench every muscle in my freaking leg to ward off the ache and stab. Sitting at my desk occasionally would be nice.
8:10 arrives, and they wheeled me into the room where everyone but me is wearing lead pajamas because the procedure is done under a fluoroscope. Undoubtedly, they were all warmer than me, as well.
By 8:20, the surgical nurse was telling me, this medication is really thick, so it burns when it goes in, but just breathe deep and you'll be out in thirty sec.......
Yup. I was.
At about 9:10, I wake up back across the hall...and...I have no pain. Oh my God, I have no pain. An hour earlier I was ready to gouge out my own eyeballs with a spork, and not a sharp one, either. And here I am with no pain.
Procedure number two is intended to extend the positive results, and is already scheduled for April 16th.