I’ll Be Back if my Back Lets Me Back
It’s been a while since I logged into MLBlogs and clicked that “Create Entry” button. Now I’m staring into a solid empty white box with a lot to say but I’m having difficulty getting started.
Let me run this at you from the beginning. Last August I was lifting a box at work in the squatting position and as I went to stand up something pulled and my left butt cheek and leg went numb.
As the day progressed the numbness and pain got worse. At the end of my shift I was told to go see the doctor. My doctor figured I had a lower back strain and prescribed a few pain killers and some muscle relaxers (standard procedure).
I was put on light duty and I took it easy at work. As time passed I noticed that sitting and standing for long periods was beginning to become uncomfortable.
During an average Rockies game I’d say I normally stand four to five hours including batting practice. I’ve never had an issue with the prolonged standing at games but now after thirty to forty-five minutes my lower back would start to ache and I would have to sit.
Through the month of September my back issues kept getting worse. My left foot felt and still feels like it’s asleep. It’s a constant half-numb feeling. I started getting this things I call “stingers”. Stingers are deep stabbing pains that I’ve been getting in my hip, quad, calf, butt and foot.
These “stingers” as I call them are totally debilitating as they demand and get your full attention. If I’m driving or riding passenger and a stinger starts doing its thing, I’m looking for a place to pull over immediately and hopping around outside my truck until that f’ker lets loose.
At the beginning of Sept I was averaging 30-40 stingers a day. Now I get them all day long. I can’t sit for more than five minutes because the stingers start tap dancing on my sciatic nerve.
My day consists of sitting, standing and pacing until my lower back gets sore from standing then sitting again. I do get some relief from lying completely flat but eventually my lower back starts to hurt from that position and I have to get up.
It’s hard to sleep because the stingers could care less what time it is.
Still the doctor was convinced that I had a lower back strain. Finally after pleading with him I convinced him to take X-Rays and schedule me for an MRI.
The X-Ray showed absolutely nothing. A week later I was able to get the MRI.
I had another visit with my doctor a few days after the MRI and when I had a chance to say what was going on with me I just vented on the guy.
I told him how miserable it was just existing. I told him how I couldn’t sit, drive, sleep, or do anything. I told him about the severe leg spasms I was having. I told him the pain pills were not working..I layed it all out…”I’m getting worse not better doctor” was the last thing I told him.
My doctor was like “Well I have your MRI results right here let’s see what’s going on”. He opened the envelope and read it and he said,” Well that would explain it”.
I said “What’s it say?”
He reviewed with me the written results as he didn’t have the actual MRI pictures. He explained that according to the MRI results a good size chunk of my L5/S1 disc is severely extruding. The extruding disc has nestled itself nicely up against my nerve and that nestling is the cause of my misery.
The doctor immediately took me out of work, increased my meds and scheduled an appt. with a surgeon.
Fast forward (11/20/10)
My surgery is this Tuesday the 23rd thanks to some cool people who jumped in and helped a brotha out.(Thank you, you know who you are). They plan to remove the extruded piece of my disc, clean up any scraps and hopefully the rest of my disc will tuck back in nicely and I’ll be me again.
Anyways I’ve been out of work almost two months now and anyone that has known me for any period of time knows that I don’t do NOTHING well.
The term “going squirrley” would fit this situation well.
I’ve got an inner energy that drives me I can’t turn it off. However, not having my back and legs fully functional has severely hampered my energy flow. There is nothing worse than wanting to do something and just not being physically able to do it.
This surgery just has to work. Damn right I’m scared, my back is my life and my livelyhood and I’m still too full of pi-ss and vinegar to slow at this point.
If my surgery doesn’t work I’ll have to retire the Ranter and go back to being a regular Rockies fan who watches baseball on a non HD television.
I much prefer the 3-D HD I get at Coors Field.
I showed up for my surgery and all was a go. Unfortunately I had a bad reaction to the meds that were administered before they put me under and went through a ten minute session of “I can’t breathe”. It felt like every breath that I took was getting shorter and I felt like I was suffocating.
After that episode my surgeon was like “Uh, I don’t think we’re going to do the surgery today.”
So as it stands right now my new surgery is at 10:15am on December 1st.
Any positive vibe or thought you can send my way is greatly appreciated.
I dont’ like to end my blog entries on a sad note.
So here are some pictures I’m pretty sure sure not many of you have seen. These pictures were taken by Master Photographer Mike who now has a blog called Rox Addict.
Mike thank you for letting me use these pictures.
These pictures were taken after the final game of the season and is what you would call Rookie hazing…Rockies style I guess?
One of the perks of writing a blog is getting to meet the folks who actually read my Rockies ramblings and enjoy looking at my pictures.
This season I met and got to hang out a little bit with Gary X and his family. In one season Gary and his family have mastered Coors Field.
If I’m correct Gary and family managed to get all of the Rockies signatures in just a few months. At the end of the final game the only missing signature was Troy Tulowitzki.
Gary and family happend to be hanging around after the game checking out the Rockies Rookies in diapers and guess who happend to walk by.
Tulo and the magic mullet.
Gotta love a happy ending.
I’m looking forward to the Pavilion Party at Gunther Toodys in December as I didn’t get to say see ya next season to all my Pavilion friends because I missed the last game of the year.
I’m “D” The Rockpile Ranter…Wednesday’s almost here…Wish a brotha luck…”D”