Earlier this week, my primary doctor asked me what things I was hoping to be able to smell, when and if my nose turns back on. I told her lilacs and strawberries, but the list is much longer. I'm staying hopeful that almonds, grapefruit and the scent of my husband's shoulder are back by Christmas.
Since I last posted, a huge amount of my/our time has been spent with medical professionals. Gary has had a few visits, things are going well, but we've decided to step up his treatment soon. This will mean short hospitalizations every other week, but only for one night.
I have consulted with two specialists that were recommended after the MRI showed the damage to my neck. The first one, a physiatrist, referred me to a new physical therapist and gave me a stronger NSAID. He also gave me a nerve pain medication that renders me useless within an hour and research tells me is abused recreationally for the same reason.
The new PT is awesome though. Her office is within walking distance of home and the place is quieter than the university based place I had used before. My therapist is a tiny, pregnant woman who, when stretching my neck out, uses force that surprises me. It feels like she is trying to remove my head from my neck, but it feels great when it's over. The at home exercises are different ones than the more shoulder based ones I was doing.
Part of my issue, besides having a weak, tight neck, is that my shoulder blades are winging and my right shoulder is not where it should be. The walking I've been doing has kept my lower back and hips in good shape, at least.
I will see this doctor again in early August to see what progress I have made.
The other doctor, who I saw yesterday*, is an Anesthesiologist/Pain Management specialist. She agrees with the ortho that an injection to calm down the nerve pain could help. We discussed trying to keep the steroid of the injection at a minimal dose because steroids elevate my blood sugar to dangerous levels. We have to wait for insurance pre approval, so I have some time to think about it.
In talking to my primary, her take on my neck is that I will eventually need surgery. The big question is when - waiting too long means risking more damage and rushing into it means risking missing out on better technology. I will not consider a fusion, it only moves the problems lower on the spine.
In other news, our Peaches has been here frequently and will be moving in a few days while her people are away. Griffin spent a few days away camping with a friend and it was too quiet, but the laundry got caught up. Connor is busier than he thought he would be at his hospital position. I made the mistake of asking about his work in the lab and received a text about RNA conversion steps and some important thing called a PCR. Joshua is spending the long weekend with him.
I have also been gardening, mostly when Griff is around to dig the holes and drag things around for me. I spruced up the back of the garage and the space between it and the pool. It's getting there and it's a great stress reliever.
I have not knit a stitch since the dog bite, but I am determined to rectify this. Our Marga, the coordinator in Germany, is expecting (!!!) her first child this Fall. Our Dan (formerly Herr S.) will be here in mid August and I would like to send baby knits back with him. I also promised (in February) that I would knit something for G's cousin - because I like her a lot and because she is someone who would happily wear a hand knit. We are due to see her, and the rest of the cousins, in a few weeks.
Tomorrow I will pull out the stash, give it a much needed shake thru and attempt to turn this back into a knitting blog. Feel free to place bets on how that will go.
* Between these two new docs, I saw my primary, the ENT, my endocrinologist and my therapist. The insurance company is likely having a meeting about me soon.