One year to celebrate our March birthdays, dad had a cervical laminectomy, where they removed the back part of his vertebra in his neck to relieve pressure on his spinal cord. It wasn't the best birthday ever! I can't say it went off without a hitch! ...
I think everybody thinks they have a high threshold for pain, but my dad really does have the pain tolerance of an Ox! When he broke his ankle, he just walked on it until it healed. But this pain was horrendous and no amount of narcotics helped!
My mom had nursed him through a lot of surgeries and kept saying, "something is wrong, you need to call the doctor to come back, he should be getting better not worse." I'm sure every nurse dreads a wife like my mom, because she had a medical background and a mountain ton of first hand experience with my dad being the patient. She was the fiercest and BEST patient advocate to ever walk into a hospital. She knew what was what and saved his life more than a few times when they had made mistakes calibrating his insulin or almost overdosed him on pain meds. When he was in the hospital, she almost never left his side. No matter what she said, the nurse was having NONE of it! She didn't care what my mom thought, she thought dad needed to get up and walk more. Instead of calling the doctor, she kept telling us he needed to be up and moving more. So we tried, but it was unbearable pain.
By this time, dad was literally pulling his hair to lift his head off the pillow it hurt so badly. It sucked to say the very least!!! We would try to get him up to walk the halls (he is never ever one to say "no" to whatever his doctors and nurses say) but he physically couldn't do it without a lot of help. I walked with him to brace his arms, but we knew something was really wrong.
After my mom went another 200 rounds with "Nurse Ratchet." Haha... now it makes me laugh to think of my mom calling her that with a snarky tone. It was so unlike my mom to be snarky, but nobody messed with her "Pooh-Bear!" My mom was about ready to punch her in the nose before she finally went around her and got the doctor to come back. After they ran a few tests, they rushed him right back into surgery. It turned out he had an extremely large hematoma putting pressure on his spinal cord. When the doctor came back to talk to us, he said he couldn't believe dad was able to tolerate the pain. He said he couldn't imagine any of his other patients being able to tolerate it that long, as bad as it was. I think mom was too busy taking care of him, to stick her tongue out at the nurse and say "nah-nah-boo-boo I was right and you were wrong," but that really wasn't here style anyway. She just wanted what was best for the love of her life and would stop at NOTHING to make sure he had only the best care!
It was an extremely long and painful recovery, but he finally got through it. My mom was the best caretaker to ever live... I'm quite certain!
"This Too Shall Pass"
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