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jennlkWeird. Got the second epidural steroid injection today. This one is what they call "transforaminal", which just means that it goes into the front of the nerve channel, not the back.
In practice, this meant that there was less medication going in, but more time on the table under the fluoroscope, getting the needle points in exactly the right place. (Apparently, at one time there were three syringes sticking out of my back, two of them on 10" needles, and the radiologist moving the camera on 3 axes and the nurse tipping/rotating the table I was on.)
Not nearly as much pressure/discomfort from the injections, but by the time they'd cleared me to go (BP/pulse), my right leg was entirely numb, and I couldn't walk. We opted for a wheelchair out to the car rather than waiting in the recovery bed, since my vital signs were good, and SR was home alone (DB was off at Gramma T's). Good thing, too, since it took a couple more hours to get enough control back to walk a couple of steps.
I guess they got the injections placed properly. :)
Now we see how long it takes before I can walk/drive; and whether the injection improved any of the symptoms. Followup with the ortho in 2 weeks, and the surgeon the week after. (Somewhere in there, I need to get SR to camp and get us all packed for Berzerker. Could be fun.)
And in unrelated news, we have a dozen each of goldfinches and house finches in the back yard. As well as a pair of downy woodpackers, a small flock of red winged blackbirds, three pairs of mourning doves, and untold numbers of sparrows and chickadees. And a red-tail hawk who lives in the woods behind the house. And a snake, at least one squirrel, and a raccoon (who also lives in the woods).
In practice, this meant that there was less medication going in, but more time on the table under the fluoroscope, getting the needle points in exactly the right place. (Apparently, at one time there were three syringes sticking out of my back, two of them on 10" needles, and the radiologist moving the camera on 3 axes and the nurse tipping/rotating the table I was on.)
Not nearly as much pressure/discomfort from the injections, but by the time they'd cleared me to go (BP/pulse), my right leg was entirely numb, and I couldn't walk. We opted for a wheelchair out to the car rather than waiting in the recovery bed, since my vital signs were good, and SR was home alone (DB was off at Gramma T's). Good thing, too, since it took a couple more hours to get enough control back to walk a couple of steps.
I guess they got the injections placed properly. :)
Now we see how long it takes before I can walk/drive; and whether the injection improved any of the symptoms. Followup with the ortho in 2 weeks, and the surgeon the week after. (Somewhere in there, I need to get SR to camp and get us all packed for Berzerker. Could be fun.)
And in unrelated news, we have a dozen each of goldfinches and house finches in the back yard. As well as a pair of downy woodpackers, a small flock of red winged blackbirds, three pairs of mourning doves, and untold numbers of sparrows and chickadees. And a red-tail hawk who lives in the woods behind the house. And a snake, at least one squirrel, and a raccoon (who also lives in the woods).
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Date: 2005-06-30 08:57 pm (UTC)Local lumbar yard ? 0;-)
Hope this attempt at a palliative proves more effective.
*hug*
-M
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Date: 2005-06-30 09:02 pm (UTC)Teach me to type (and proof) when zoned on Vicodin. (And that's not a bad idea, either -- use it to replace the ucked up disk.)