Tuesday, February 10, 2009

K is for kyphoplasty (and krrrrazy)

Nothing could possibly convince me to put myself back in the same hospital as the IR bastids...nothing except the chance of relief from constant, unrelenting back pain.

I haven't allowed myself to think about the risks of this surgery; I'm counting on the surgeon who said several times that kyphoplasty is a very low-risk procedure. Otherwise, how could I let someone stick needles and balloons in my spine? To paraphrase Woody Allen, it's one of my two favorite body parts.

So off we go. Assuming the surgery is a brilliant success, and that Mom & Dad don't get lost in the labrynthian halls of this huge teaching hospital, I hope to report back with good news tonight or tomorrow.


OtterX said...

It's 8:28am on Tuesday. I hope I'm not too late to send good vibes your way! Haummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

La Cootina said...

You missed the surgery but I'll apply the good vibes to my recovery. Thanks!!