Back in September 2019 I started getting a funny sort of annoying pain in my left hip. I made an appointment with my physiotherapist and started to go twice a week. My therapist believed that my piriformis muscle was acting up. Two months later, my treatment plan was complete, the funny pain was gone, and I felt great.
Until I didn’t.
About a week after my physio was over, the pain came back. My therapist had given me some stretching and exercises to do, so I promptly tried doing them to no avail. The pain was only getting worse. Eventually, all I could do to alleviate the pain was lay flat on my stomach. I could no longer stand, sit, lie down, nothing. The pain was so excruciating, like being stabbed in the backside over and over again. I’ve given birth. This was worse.
Off to emergency I went where they explained that I had severely injured my piriformis muscle and that now it was grabbing hold and squeezing the nerve located right beside it, the sciatic nerve. They prescribed muscle relaxants and heavy painkillers. I went home feeling like I was dying. Fast forward a couple of weeks and things were looking up. The muscle relaxants were helping incredibly as were the painkillers. I could walk again. I couldn’t lay down other than on my stomach, or sit down, and I still had to be careful not to trigger it again, but I was mobile and the pain was more manageable.
Until I fell.
Ugh. Back to emergency, back to excruciating blinding pain. More muscle relaxants, more heavy painkillers that gave me hallucinatory dreams, back to thinking I was dying. Weeks went by. Things again were starting to look up. I could walk again, I could even sit a little bit on my donut pillow. A friend asked if I would sew up a doll outfit or two for her girls for Christmas. I figured why not, I could sit on my donut and sew for short periods.
Back to emergency I went. Back to sleepless nights in agonizing pain. This time the doctor did not prescribe anything. Instead, he looked me in the eye and said, “Go home, lay down and don’t move. Don’t do anything.”
I was like, “For how long?” He was like, “Until it heals.”
So, that’s where I have been ever since. One good thing after my last relapse was that something changed, so I am now able to lay on my side instead of flat on my face. That means I sleep better now. I can walk again now as well but there has been a lot of nerve damage, my leg swelled up to twice it’s size and my toes were turning black and purple, so I had to go to emergency again for an ultrasound in case there was a blockage. The swelling is going down now. I’m not fully out of the woods, but I can walk a bit now. Still not doing much of anything, so the Little Miss and the Big Mister have had to cope on their own without me for the most part. One bonus is that I’ve missed all of winter. I can’t sit to drive, so I haven’t left my house besides trips to emergency since last September.
All that awfulness aside, there have been other things that have been keeping us from our blog that have been more frightening than just injuring my leg.
Back in July, someone in my family very dear to me was diagnosed with a very rare, scary form of cancer, so we have been so worried about that. Luckily, treatment seems to have gone very well and is now over. We are just waiting on the all clear, but it’s looking very positive, praise God. ❤
Next, my dad slipped and fell on the ice this winter. He is now in the ICU with a broken neck and a broken back in several places. He can’t breathe on his own, and he is paralyzed from the neck down. My dad is my best friend. I have been trying to come to terms with the great likelihood that he won’t survive. It is breaking my heart into a million pieces. He’s three hours away, and I’m still injured, so I can’t even travel to go see him, to say goodbye. I know that in all things God has a purpose and a plan, and I trust in Him. We’ve been praying everyday. ❤
So, like I said, we do have every intention of continuing our little blog once all of this nightmare is over. Ever since I got injured, our dolls have been a real source of light in the dark. I don’t need my legs to enjoy them.<3
For someone who is used to being quite active like me, it’s been a real challenge to be completely bedridden, but I’m not going to let it bring me down. In fact, I was able to write a lot over the past few months, and now I am nearly finished the first book in a new series that I have been writing. Who knows, maybe one day I might be able to say that I wrote it one winter lying face down in excruciating pain.
This too shall pass. I love you all.
Keep smiling and have a crafty kind of day. 🙂 ❤