It has been a hellish week. I took the family on what was to be a long weekend of camping. Everything started out fine. We actually got away, which is a huge victory in itself for us. It all pretty much went downhill from there.
That’s not entirely true. We did have a great 18 hours or so. Then the wife’s back started acting up. This was a new one for us. It got to the point that she could barely move. Needless to say, we cut the trip short and came home to get her some medical attention. We started with the chiropractor and moved our way to the emergency room. Eleven hours after returning home she was finally discharged from the ER—why, I have yet to understand. Her pain was absolutely unmanageable. Eight hours after being discharged we were back in the ER. This time they decided to admit her. She would remain there until Thursday afternoon.
The MRI revealed a herniated disc. But it wasn’t the normal kind of herniated disc where it protrudes outward from the spine. It actually shot down through the next lower vertebra. This means that any kind of axial pressure (like gravity’s normal downward pull through an erect spine) causes her excruciating pain (In triage they rate pain on a 1-10 scale. She was hovering between 8-10.). So now she spends her days receiving low intensity traction, prone, and being carried or using a walker to make the laborious trek from the recliner where she is lying to the bathroom.
This was all compounded by my contracting a 36-hour flu bug of some kind and having the husbandly decency to pass the germs on to her.
I’m well, but we’re far from out of the woods on this one. The healing process looks to be terribly long for her, and the pain is simply agonizing to watch—even worse to actually experience. She’s going at it like a real trooper, but we could use all the prayer support we can get. Pray for her, for healing, for the cessation of pain, and for God’s peace and grace to persevere.