Hi, Vicky!
Thanks for thinking about me - I’m still in hunker-down mode, pinned to the wheelchair for another five weeks, but I am certainly feeling more positive than I was. Fingers crossed the operation has worked and the bones are knitting together as they should. I’ll find out in a few weeks.
Can I just offer a word of caution about the opiates, though... I had to take increasing quantities of codeine, tramadol and OxyContin for a year prior to my op, just to cope with the pain. After the op, because the pain was negligible, I stopped taking the meds. Just stopped them. That turned out to be a
big mistake.
I went through about three weeks of pure hell - excruciating pain everywhere and constant, blinding headaches; fever and sweating one minute, chills and shaking the next; dreadful upset tummy; massive mood swings; black depression and suicidal thoughts; the inability to sleep and horrible nightmares when I did manage to drop off; nausea, vomiting and unable to eat (I lost almost a stone in three weeks); episodes of uncontrollable rage and paranoia; unable to stop crying; exhaustion. The list went on and on, and I had no idea what was happening to me.
It turned out that, because the meds were more or less doing the job they were supposed to during that year by keeping the pain in check, it never occurred to me to think about the other effects they were having on me. I had no idea that I was completely addicted to them - I don’t consider myself to have a particularly addictive personality and there were no symptoms at all until I stopped taking them.
So, of course, I’m not suggesting you stop taking or limit your meds - you’re taking them because you need them right now. But just be aware that they will almost certainly be having other effects on you, and don’t simply stop taking them like I did if you don’t need them any longer after your op.
The best way to do it is to discuss a strategy in advance with your medical team for slowly coming off them. I didn’t do that, because by the time I realised what was going on, I had already gone “cold turkey” for over three weeks, so there was no way I was going to start taking them again and reduce them slowly. But I could have saved myself three or four weeks of sheer hell if I had known about it beforehand.
Please understand that I’m not trying to alarm you, sweetheart - I just hope that I can save you some potential future grief by sharing my experiences.
So, yes - spring, summer and a brighter future? Bring it on!
Big hugs xxx