Hospital
I received an injection in my spine on Friday to help reduce the inflammation at the nerve root. My appt. was at 11:15 but I had to be there an hour early for prep. You’re not allowed to eat or drink six hours before the procedure so at one in the morning I had a sandwich hoping that it would hold me over until things were done. Things ended up running late (hospital culture dictates that you must hurry up to wait for hours on end, it also dictates that there should be lots of abandoned equipment stuffed into every available corner creating a harrowing ride for anyone unfortunate enough to be on a gurney) and I didn’t get my injection until quarter after one in the afternoon. Two damn hours of lying on the gurney and contemplating the ceiling, an older style of ceiling that had little holes in the tiles. I noticed some blood stains on the ceiling as well. I looked at those six drops of dried blood and tried not to think about the IV in my hand, there because my nurse had tried and failed to get the thing into one of the veins in my arm. Two hours later, I received a local anesthetic at the small of my back and then I received a steroid injection. Took all of 20 minutes and I still can’t figure out why they were two hours late. Maybe it was lunch time and everyone went out for tacos. Anyway, I’m just taking it easy this weekend and watching some football. Here’s a picture of my spine, the black line on the left being the needle that contains the steroid.
