"I thought of you"

[celticdragonfly]

So selenite is home, and we were discussing the varied things that could come of me going to a specialist for the coccyx problem. Surgery was mentioned, he was finding it worrisome, and I mentioned that the site technomom sent me to talked about it being done with a local. He hadn't realized that, thought it'd be general, although wondered if epidural was enough.

My opinion was that although I understand that they want to do surgery with as low a level of anesthesia as is feasible, that personally, I'd rather be out for such a thing. After all, I'd be bored to tears. I just know they wouldn't let me read. Or knit. selenite was amused at the idea of them trying to sterilize a book or yarn to take it into the ER. I figured you could do it with worsted weight cotton, and I could just work on a facecloth or something. That'd be an interesting history for a knitted piece! I told selenite just think, I could give it to someone! "I knit this while they amputated my coccyx. I thought of you." What a way to tell someone they're a pain in the ass!

Now see, other people would be all dignified about this sort of problem, and never mention it. But no, not us. I'm at least going to get all the humor out of it I can.

Comments

[archangelbeth]

*giggle*

If they could deal with me going yarp, yarp during the c-section (I had an epidural for that), then they could at least deal with a book on tape or iPod. If an epidural worked for them cutting open my belly, you'd likely be fine with one. (Properly administered and all.) You can also tell the anesthesiologist if you start to feel anything, that way.

(It was funky. I could feel my toes, but from ankles to ribs? Nada. I was poking at my stomach and going, "Woah, numb!" on the way to the operating theater.)

[maggieallen.livejournal.com]

I'm too tired & hot to call & talk about surgery (Mike may be an expert on back problems-although a little further north than your problem!) but I wish you a very speedy recovery from whatever action you decide to take. My only word (sentence) of advice is to take lots of time afterwards. The recovery part should not be rushed. I'm glad the two of you are having a sense of humor about it--Pain in the Ass cries out for a joke or two & I'm sure Karl is in full flow (when not being properly solicitous) (hope I spelled that right, don't know where spell check is on this) Much Love, Maggie--kisses to all!!

[celticdragonfly.livejournal.com]

Heck, I'll settle for a speedy referral. I have no idea how long this whole process will take. Taking lots of time afterwards sounds good, but may be impossible with needing to care for small children.

Thanks for commenting, it's good to hear from you!

[joyeuse13.livejournal.com]

You know, it never occurred to me that one of the annoyances of a local anesthesia would be boredom. I always thought in terms of, "Dear god, I don't want to know what's going on!" But yeah, what are you supposed to do, chat w/ the surgeon?

[celticdragonfly.livejournal.com]

See, I would chat with the surgeon. And I'd crack jokes about what he was doing. And my luck, I'd make him laugh.

Do we want to risk me making a surgeon laugh while he's doing things to the base of my spine with a sharp scalpel? This could be bad.

All highly hypothetical, since I don't even know if I'll ever be offered the option of surgery. But I think about these kinds of things, that's just the kind of mind I have.

[selenite.livejournal.com]

There's a story about Isaac Asimov when he when in for surgery on his thyroid. He had a very cheerful reaction to the pre-op medication and was giggling and joking the whole way to the OR. When they got him on the table he looked at the surgeon and said:

Doctor, doctor, in your green coat,
Doctor, doctor, cut my throat.
And when you've finished, doctor then,
Won't you sew it up again?

The doctor told him afterward that it was a terrible thing for Asimov to have recited that doggerel to him, for he stood there with his knife at the throat trying to stop laughing, so that he could cut with a steady hand.

He said, "You were depending on my steady hand. Why did you try to make me laugh?"

Asimov: "Could I explain I would do anything for a laugh?"

[kd5mdk.livejournal.com]

I'm bringing my iPod to my next dentist appointment. I was too bored this last time.

[celticdragonfly.livejournal.com]

I don't have one, although I covet one. I brought the old CD player last time. This did not work out. The headphones were dying, the volume control didn't work, and it wouldn't play newer CDs. Bleah.

Plus they kept needing to say something minor to me, and it was annoying. Mom tells me that she brings a CD of music for such things, but I don't know how she gets by without being able to hear the little instructions here and there.

[firedrake-mor.livejournal.com]

The only problem I've had with that is that the bone conduction noise from what's going on in your mouth tends to get VERY loud, and you need to crank the Pod up. Although it's soothing and calm, a playlist of, say, Celtic harp music, which I love, just isn't loud enough.

[technomom]

I'm with you. Boredom - UGH! For me, boredom also leaves room for panic attacks.