Due to July 4th and a week with no camps, I did not write about the 5th week of Summer. It was a difficult week pain-wise — probably one of my most grueling in quite some time. Monday, I had my MRI and decided to track down all my past MRIs for copies. I am still trying to see if I am able to get my ones from NYC, but that may not happen. It was interesting reading over the results and seeing the number of MRIs I have gotten since 20414!
If not for Roger’s enthusiasm of July 4th, I would have stayed home that day in bed! However, he had so much fun swimming at a friend’s house, playing with sparklers and watching fireworks. Although enjoying the company of friends, I was thinking about my bed all during the fireworks…
Thursday of last week, Roger had a lot of dental procedures done — 2 crowns, 3 fillings and 4 sealants. In the past we have tried (very unsuccessfully) laughing gas and the cocktail for pediatric procedures. This time I opted for full-on anesthesia. He did well through the procedures which ended up including pulling his two front teeth. I was nervous to see how he would react to that. When he roused, he was very sad (as predicted) and very out of it. My heart went out to him. Such a little boy! Luckily, the nurse carried him to the car. Unfortunately, I realized that I would have to carry this 70 pound boy from the garage up three stairs and into the bedroom. I did not think he would be incapable of grabbing onto me to help with the carry. Getting him out of the booster seat was an ordeal. I asked him to hold onto me, but he could not comprehend nor seem to have any strength to do so. I don’t know how, but I ended up lifting him off the floor of the garage and managed to get him onto the bed without dragging him.
He was sad for a long time and tired too. However, he could not fall back asleep. He just laid in bed staring at the ceiling. Eventually, we started watching Diary of a Wimpy Kid and he started waking up more. His sitter came by and I asked her to run a couple of errands, since he did not want to see her. My foresight was not great, so we needed some soft foods like jello. Also, I could not leave Roger’s side, so I asked her to walk the dogs. After that, Roger wanted to be with the sitter, was sitting up and happy, had some jello, and was excited about the tooth fairy. He handled the whole situation so well. I am so proud of him.
My back, on the other hand, did not handle that carry very well. I was in excruciating pain on Friday. I hoped to do something easy with Roger, like go to the movies, but my back wanted me to remain home. Seeing him almost fall asleep during a couple of errands made me realize he, too, still needed the rest.
Yesterday and today, my back still aches and I have realized that I cannot wait the two weeks to see the back doctor before getting some muscle relaxers or a good anti-inflammatory. Tomorrow, I will call pain management physician and see if she has an earlier appointment. Tuesday I start physical therapy and hope that will help but, from what I recall, that takes time too.
Here’s hoping week 6 ends up less painful!