This is the eleventh day of my recuperation from back surgery.
In 1978 I had my first back surgery. It was almost identical to the one I had this time. At day eleven, following doctor's orders, I began running and ran two miles the first time out.
Today at day eleven I am still sore, walking bent over after any significant time sitting, and my best friend is named Lortab.
The old leg numbness is gone, my left foot no longer goes dead, and the pain is associated with the incision and with muscles adjusting to walking normally again. All signs are that, with time, I will be able to trash the cane and start getting back in shape. The lack of exercise has been driving me batty for months. Maybe I will become competitive at the trough again!
In 1978 I had my first back surgery. It was almost identical to the one I had this time. At day eleven, following doctor's orders, I began running and ran two miles the first time out.
Today at day eleven I am still sore, walking bent over after any significant time sitting, and my best friend is named Lortab.
The old leg numbness is gone, my left foot no longer goes dead, and the pain is associated with the incision and with muscles adjusting to walking normally again. All signs are that, with time, I will be able to trash the cane and start getting back in shape. The lack of exercise has been driving me batty for months. Maybe I will become competitive at the trough again!