Original post written Nov 2011…
Halloween came and went and there was NO surgery.
To make a long story short, I failed the pre-op tests that determined whether I was a candidate for this particular surgery. I had been scheduled for two or three nerve blocks (injections) to make sure the surgery would do what it was intended to do — take away the pain.
The nerve blocks didn’t work. I did not get numb, which is a key indicator of success or failure. For whatever reason, when Dr. D. injected the anesthetic, it did not work as expected. There was no feeling of numbness, no let up of my pain. Which also meant that there would be no surgery.
I was relieved and disappointed at the same time. Relieved because I really wasn’t looking forward to being cut on again and going through surgery recovery. Disappointed because now I had to figure out Plan B.
I took a couple of weeks just to let the dust settle. I didn’t even know what I was feeling. I had been on the surgery path for so long, so sure of my conviction that I had found the answer, that it was hard to fathom any other solution. But it was time to regroup.
What was next? What was left? I had tried so many treatments unsuccessfully that a feeling of failure was setting in.
Did this mean I was destined to be an invalid for the rest of my life? Was there nothing left to be done?
Since I had been unable to find a cure or even improvement in my symptoms, I decided my focus had to be reducing my PAIN. The pain was my enemy, and I would attack it next. I didn’t know what that would entail, but that would be my next area of research: Pain Relief.