Turned out my Surgeon is a Orthopedic Sugeon AND Neurosurgery, Dr. Haycook. He is in a practice with 5 other specialists.
I am doing wonderful, I don't need any pain meds right now, but I am taking what he told me too- 15mg of Oxycontin long acting and 15mg of the immediate relief for any breakthough pain, He also gave me 10mg of flexeril 3 times a day, 30 minutes after taking it, I am knocked out!!
I got to the Hospital and they had everything ready for me, so I quickly went to the Holding area, got my IV & saw my 2 favorite Anethesia Women, They got to take care of me again.
As I was wheeled into the OR Tracy (one of the Anethesia) got between me and the OR table, With all the people in there I couldn't see past her, then she said I might feel a LITTLE Clostrophic because my face has to be downward into a cushion with only a small place to breathe though, I stretched around to see the table and Tracy then moved aside. It looked like a maze, someone cut out large pieces of foam and made a maze, I had no idea how I was suppose to get onto the table. Then Tracy blocked my view again and explained very seriously that there will not be much air for a short time once my face is in the foam cut out for it. I was so dum struck, I was speachless, then began repeating her words back to her (a sign of fear I think), I looked at my IV and someone was putting something in it and I always ask, so I did, WHAT IS THAT?? (Thinking the answer would be Versed)The other women spoke up and said FENTANYL!! I said FENTANYL??
Next thing I woke up in my room, totally slept through recovery. I have never heard of Fentanyl to put someone to sleep before, but it was a really great nap, didn't wake up feeling drugged or anything, the Surgery took a little over 4 hours.
I had the PCA with Dilaudid in it, getting 20mg a day, then switched to Morphine when my right leg woke up with Sciatic nerve pain for 2 days, then put on the OXY as the pain went away.
every single night I had a 102 fever, but during the day it was normal, they think it was from the surgery.
I am going to get a copy of my records and read how they got me ON that table and so on. He just did the one level Posterior Lumbar Fusion of the S1 & L5. He only had 2-1" cuts, about 2 inches away from the spine on both sides and then used his fingers to stretch the muscle and see and move the nerves out of the way, then he used Graduating cylinders to open each hole up to the size of a golf ball, after the surgery he took the cylinders and put them back in and slowly removed the largest one first till nothing was left except the 2 small cuts, which he [U]glued[/U] together, no sutures, no staples, nothing. I have 2 bandages on my back to cover up the sites.
I DO have the 4 screws and 2 rods and 2 cages filled with BMP, but I can't feel them.
I feel wonderful, but really hate this brace.
So anyway, I was there 6 days, could of stayed longer, but decided to come home instead. The hospital has sent out one RN daily to do the medication management, temp, blood pressure, ect, and another person to give me a daily bath, and another one who rearranged my bedroom furnature. And another lady called today and will be out tomorrow to help with my bath, but I told hubby I got a bath today and my back itches intensly, so I am going to tell her I just want a back massage tomorrow.
I saw my Doc 3 times a day. He said I looked great for someone who just went though such a horrrible surgery.
I remember the first time I was TOLD to walk, PT came up to my room and nobody told me how to stand, they just kept telling me to straighten my legs, but that didn't work, I had to learn to move my hips around and then my back would be aligned and everything was peachy. But that first time, she took the Oxygen off me and put a belt aound me and pulled while telling me to lock my knee's, but I couldn't do it, I was crying so hard and in so much pain, she just kept holding on till I learned to stand straight, finally I looked a hubby and looked at her, and I couldn't talk and I was crying so hard, they thought that was why, but it wasn't. I was hyperventalating. Finally ,managed to get the words to come out (still halfway off the bed), I---can't----breathe, I-----can't----- breathe, by the third time she looked at me in the face and I could not breathe enough to say another word, I was gasping for air and my voice got ruff. She put my Oxygen back on me and lowered me to the bed and told me how to breathe. Then 15 minutes later when my breathing was normal again, I took 2 deep breaths and counted to 3 and she pulled and I stood and noticed if I just swivel my hips a tiny bit, my back fit's together like a puzzle and didn't hurt anymore.
Got that under control and it never hurt again, so I ran races around the Hospital, the nurses told my Doc they see me go a minumum of 250 feet a day and I had to sign a paper because I refused to stay on the floor.
I have to say that standing up for the first time was the worst part of it all,
as someone on here said (I am borrowing there words) the first time I tried to stand, my first thought was (How could I do this to my body?), but an hour later I was fine.
I was on the 8th floor (top) of our only Hospital here in St. Augustine and this floor just opened up, I had a room the size of most living rooms with 4 giant picture windows facing the Ocean! It was a private room. Everyone else on that floor had a roommate, but my Doc said NO WAY, He wants me in a private room only.
My bathroom up there was huge and I got a couple showers in. Had no trouble washing my hair or anything. Of course the Doc had a female nurse standing outside the curtain if I needed anything.
I am so glad this is over now, and it had been 8 days today already. He also told me the L4 will be fine, nothing needs to be done to it.
I see him next Thursday for a wound check, then 2 weeks after that for a regular visit post-op. This is actually easier than the abdominal surgeries I have had.
Well, I will close this book, talk to you all soon.