Monday, January 28, 2013
Off to Get the Giant Back Shot
I suddenly remembered there were ceilings to be primed...
Today, I'm going to get an epidural and steroid shots for my Stupid Back. I'm sceeeered. I can't drink anything, and I'm thirsty. I can't eat anything, and I'm hungry. I have to go get in the shower now and wash myself with antibacterial soap. At least I'm allowed to brush my teeth, too. Oh, and I get to wear "loose clothing" to the hospital, so I will be venturing out in the comfiest of comfy pants. Too bad for Dr. Back that I didn't shave my legs.
I have to be there an hour ahead of time to get juiced up. I'm hoping the twilight sleep will actually knock me the f*ck out so I can not notice the GIANT NEEDLE.
[Randomly, there are three giant black crows right outside my window talking to each other. Man, crows are HUGE.]
I'm not so much afraid of the needle as I am "things going in my spinal column." It's so unnerving. I'd like to keep that part of my body permanently sealed. But then again, if this procedure keeps me from feeling back pain for a loooooong time, it will be worth it -- even the out-of-pocket chunk of cash that they called to tell me about.
*hemorrhages more money*
So yeah, I'm kind of freaking out. And I'm stalling. It's time to get in the shower. Here I go.