Just watching hours,of a black and white show about a detective who is a tough guy but shows his gal his soft side is enough for me to love this Blake Edwards' classic show. Show ran from 1958-1961 first on NBC and then switched over to ABC. The show is great is you love modern jazz music and the old black noir movies. I love it all.
I have had a bad back since 1977. Two years ago, I lost my battle for pain control. I thought I was losing my mind. I could not control my crying. I had no energy. I slept during the days and nights.
I was in constant pain. I thought I must have hurt my hip, my legs ached. I was in full denial.
In 2014, I went to an orthopedic back doctor. He took ex-rays and told me it was not my hip, it was my back. My back was hurting again and I stayed in full denial for another two years.
This spring I was out in my large perennial garden weeding. I worked to hard and too long. I should have know better, my muscle had been asleep all winter. I finished my work and put away my tools. I then went to the cellar door way and sat down on the wooden cellar stairs and started to cry. I cried until I heard myself sobbing and I continued sobbing for over a half hour. I regained myself control, and went into the basement and stripped off my dirty clothes, brought them upstairs to the clothes hamper and spend another half hour in a shower of extremely hot, steaming water.
Recovery from back pain is the pits. When every inch of your body is in pain, the first thing I want to do is to lie down and take a nap. When I woke I called my primary doctor and make an appointment for the next day. She looked at me and said make an appointment again with the orthopedic doctor and tell him how much pain you are in. You should not be in that much pain.
I spent the day making a list of my back history and a list of what I needed to get to a pain free recovery.
I am in PT now. For the last month, I have been on an an arthritis inflammatory medicine. Soon I will be off it. For my birthday, I requested the gold standard of walking sticks. I am going to get strong and out of pain.
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| Little River going towards Plum Island |
Well, it has been a month and now I am off the Anti-inflammatory medicine. The old aches and pains are back, along with a very tired and overused back. I had the PT re-evaluation yesterday. I am still weak in my legs, ankles etc. The Therapist will send a note to Dr. Ford regarding my slow progress.
She will recommend that I continue with PT and strongly suggests that I explore the pain clinic option.
I wold love to come home from the evaluation and have Peter Gunn pour me a martini and tell me that everything will be ok. He will also be flirtatious with me and give me those sweet eye looks.
Oh yeah, that is not reality but, one could only hope.
I know that I have fought and won the back battle before. I have the will power and courage. I really don't need Peter Gunn to explain the meaning of life. I am having a fantasy. A very nice fantasy and one in black and white. My world is filled with vibrant colors. I know what to do now... and will take each step with vigor.
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