First of all, I'd like to say hello again to all of you faithful readers who have stuck around through months of radio silence and welcome to anyone new who may be lurking around.
Secondly, I'll let you know that all of the Weasels, myself included are happy and healthy.
Now I will get you all up to speed with a World of Weasels update;
Many of you know that a while ago I had gone back to work to help make ends meet in Weaselville. That greatly impacted the time I had to devote to this blog and also the mojo to have anything of entertainment value to share.
Well there is good news to report. I am no longer out there in the work force, nor will I be working for the foreseeable future. Yee-Haw! It feels good to wake up in the morning and not have that commitment on my shoulders.
However, the bad news is that I still need the job and the income desperately, I'm just unable to work ----doctors orders.
No, I didn't get hurt at work nor, was I involved in a car accident. I didn't even manage to slip on a banana peel or anything that entertaining. I just managed to magically herniate TWO previously perfectly healthy disks in my neck (C5-C6, C6-C7) and those disks decided to lodge themselves directly into my spinal cord. Where they subsequently cut off the vast amount of spinal fluid flow.
Now I know you all well enough to know (yes, even you new comers) that you are saying to yourselves ----YIKES! (hopefully complete with a sign held up in the manner of Wile E. Coyote, because that would add entertainment value) and yikes is right.
My first visit with the NueroSurgeon went like this;
Him: When was the last time you lost control of you bladder or bowls?
Me: The last time a heard a really good joke or I sneezed. I have had 6 kids, after all.
Him: (chuckle, chuckle, look of bewilderment)
Me: Ummm, you seem surprised that I'm not incontinent.
Him: I am. I'm also surprised that you are still able to walk.
As was every other doctor that saw my MRI results. I unknowingly had been days or hours away from permanent spinal cord damage from my neck down. I'll let you do the math n that one.
That led us into surgery to rebuild me bigger, faster, stronger. In your face Lidsey Wagner! Well not really, but they did rebuild me with titanium and synthetics. I can walk and talk (although my voice is still weak and raspy for the time being). I am recovering nicely and enjoying a life that, for now, is free of work, cooking cleaning, lifting, driving, laundry and every other part of mommyhood that we all wish we could take a break from. So don't feel sorry for me, I'm on vacation.
It will be a long and slow recovery, but one in which that I am grateful for. It is much better than the alternative would have been. In the meantime, I am back and better than ever! For that too I am grateful.
In lieu of 'get well soon' flowers, just send some Coors Light.
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