Week 4 post op as of Monday, September 10.
Friday I went to a training at work – spent a few hours visiting and training and eating catered lunch. After about 6 hours, my brain and body were tired and I headed home.
Monday I went to work knowing I had a whole lot that needed to be done in a short period of time. I dread this particular week every semester for its work load and stress level – so coming back this week was bound to be a challenge. I managed to get through most of the day – and getting most of what HAD to be done, done.
I can now clearly and easily tell when it’s time to get up and move. Stairs are using different muscles – but in a good way – than what I’ve done for the last 4 weeks. I’m still using ice packs to help control pain. I’ve had to be a bit more casual in my work attire as well. Usually I wear some version of khakis or casual slacks and a nice blouse, and then jeans and a nice blouse on Fridays. Well – the waistline of jeans and khakis rubs right across my incision. I can tolerate it for 2-3 hours – but then it’s pretty annoying. So I asked and was given permission to wear leggings to work (better than pajama pants!), and I’ve had to be creative in finding shirts and sweaters that allow me some modesty and cover my butt. I’m generally opposed to leggings except for working out – and today’s college students wear them all.the.time! With no thought to modesty and covering their butt – no matter the size/shape! But I digress – I do have modesty, and so I’ve been carefully considering how I can be work appropriate as I continue the recovery process.
Ok…so ice packs, moving when I feel like it, and soft elastic waist-lines to keep my incision happy. And knowing my limits. Monday I did about 7 hours, Tuesday was 6, and Wednesday about 6 1/2. We’ll see how the rest of the week pans out – but I’m making an educated guess (tee hee…I work in education….get it???) that 6 hours is going to be my norm for a while. If I didn’t have an hour each way, and a scheduled hour lunch break (making for an 11 hour round trip out of the house working gig) it might be different. But for now – that’s what feels comfortable. And thankfully, my work is very accommodating.
I’ve also begun doing more light stretches under doc’s orders. Hamstrings, calves, quadriceps (wall sits), pelvic tilts, knee to chest, half crunches, etc. Things to just start using those lower lumbar back muscles a tiny bit, and stretch my legs and hips out. I’ve been doing some hip and hamstring stretches all along (the PT in the hospital said I could) plus some just ankle and knee rotations. Really just focusing on being comfortable and not getting locked up as stiff as a two-by-four! Hence, I can still put my own socks on, tie my shoes, and all that. I’m still being very very careful not to bend or twist in the area of the fusion – only the pelvic tilt I’ve started this week per the doc. I’m making slow but steady progress I think. Getting stronger – for example, I can more easily kneel down to pick up the dog food bowls and put them down full. The stairs at work will help that too. Stretching and using all the thigh and hip muscles more.
I’m off pain meds during the day – so just muscle relaxers and regular tylenol – and ice – and walking – and stretching. I can tell when hour 5 rolls around, as I start to tighten up and little twinges pop up. So I know that’s the best time to do a gentle walk – to the freezer – and get a fresh ice pack and sit for a while. 6 hours is the interval for both tylenol and the muscle relaxer. It would be nice if I could take something a bit longer lasting – but not for a while. Regular NSAIDS like ibuprofen and aleve affect bone growth and recovery in a fusion, so I’m not supposed to take them. I’ve still been taking half a pain pill at bedtime, and another half at the magic 6 hours later – but I need to start taking a “read” on my body and see if I really need it or not. I think more than anything I’m just “afraid” of the pain. We’ll see how it goes this week I guess.
You know how I said I can clearly tell and feel when it’s time to move? Yeah, that makes sleeping and the whole “overnight” thing interesting. Meds last 5-6 hours, ice packs 2-3 hours, and my position needs to change somewhere in there too. Pre-surgery I slept mostly on my right side. Post-op has been mostly on my back with a pillow under my knees – but I get so stiff – and my hamstrings…yowsers. So I’ve been trying to do a bit of side sleeping the last couple of nights too – left and right side. Not sure either side is more comfortable – it’s just nice to have some options. I tend to start on my back with ice, and then roll (log roll, log roll, log roll – hips and shoulders together!) to one side for a while…and then eventually get up, go get new ice, and start all over. Only to be awakened a few hours later with warm ice packs, stiff legs, and need for 3am meds. But the variety is nice
Oh…another interesting discovery this week – for the next YEAR…before I go to the dentist (even for just a cleaning) I have to take antibiotics. And no major dental work without clearance from my back surgeon. The bone growing business is SERIOUS apparently. I also have to wait until after 6 weeks before I do anything. I was due for a cleaning this week, but have rescheduled for mid October now.
Anyway, that’s how the week is going. It’s nice to be back to a sort of normal routine, and I know the fatigue is to be expected. I actually sort of scared myself a bit when I looked at my calendar and realized that the end of next week begins my seminar series that I teach…good mental challenge for me, but I have a sneaking suspicion it will be more physically tiring for me this time too. I have a strategy session planned for tomorrow morning to get my head back in the game and make some solid plans.
I’ve been thinking about appropriate scriptures for this post for a couple of days – there are great verses in so many books of the bible – the New Testament for certain – any of the gospels, Philippians, Ephesians. The Psalms of course – so beautiful and poetic. But as always, when I start thinking about scripture to share, God leads me to the perfect one. I hope this verse from the prophet Jeremiah, from the book of Lamentations moves you as well.