So, tomorrow I have to be at the horsepistol (as my old grandpappy used to say) by 05:30 AM in the morning for stenosis relief surgery.
Now, I've had two previous back surgeries (though not for this specific problem) and they came out fine; the doc's done this a bunch, and I assume if he wasn't good at it they wouldn't let him keep doing it; my friend Bob "The Emperor Of All Things Musical" Chamberlin has had this very procedure twice with no trouble. Yet the fact remains - this guy's gonna be playing with power tools in the immediate vicinity of my spinal cord (I mean, at L-5 there's no air between bone & nerve), and try as I might, I cannot help but be scared shi......um, a bunch.
Not looking forward to the wonderful post-surgical experience either - but at least that pain will be getting better where as this pain is getting worse. Exponentially.
And I won't even go into the joys of doing opioid withdrawal again.......
Peter (who, obviously, will be incommunicado for a portion of the week........)