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Post-Op Day 2

Day 0 is technically the day of your surgery. Like Ground Zero or D-Day or some shit like that. Anyway, that day was Monday. So, it's 2 days after my surgery. 48 hours. And I am now allowed to take a shower (which I'm supremely stoked for).  So I'm gonna go do that.

BRB...

So...THAT was interesting. Showering without bending, twisting, or lifting overhead. Not quite as straightforward as it sounds, but I think I managed to get most of the important bits and baubles cleaned and managed to avert a minor crisis (well, mostly anyway). So the post-op instructions reference removing the dressing and letting the incision air out. And I had a minor moment of panic as I started to peel off what I later learned was the steri-strips over the sutures. I had only started to peel one of the three off...so..after talking to the surgeon to confirm that I should leave those the hell alone, I did. See? Crisis (mostly) averted.

Oh. And I'm sitting at my desk. Figure it's good practice if I want to get cleared back to go to work at my 2 week follow up (which I do).

The pain is really minimal at this point. There is still tightness in my back. And there was some numbness down my right arm/hand yesterday for a good chunk of the day, but other than that it just mostly feels a little tender at the incision site. I'm going to take one more dose of the percoset and then look at changing over to tylenol tomorrow.  All in all, I would say it's a pretty good recovery so far. There's a fine balance of needing to rest and needing to get up and stay active.

I definitely got lucky that we operated when we did.  I think that by getting it before there was any spinal column bruising or nerve damage, the recovery will be a bit smoother than I had thought at first. There is very little if any swelling at the incision site and I don't have to wear a collar or cone of shame, so that's a bonus.

Hopefully it's going to give me a chance to read..relax...write...recharge my batteries as it were.

Or I'm gonna go stir-crazy. One of the two.

We'll see how it plays out.

Happy hump day my friends!!

-AT

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