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- 01/2014
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It's been five months since my husband's diagnosis, and I thought I'd come to grips with it. Right. I barely made it out of the hospital in one piece today and I'm terrified that I'm going to break down in public and just not be able to stop crying.
We knew my sweetie has a vertebrate that is out of place and putting pressure on an already bulging disc, but the pain was manageable--until he fell getting out of his chair at work. The neurosurgeon says only surgery will provide real relief, and...lucky for us...this slow progression means he's still a candidate. Really? Of course, that same surgery could kick the ALS into high gear and speed up the progression. At his request they are trying a steroid injection this week, knowing that it will offer temporary relief. The NP kept saying he only needs to call and they will schedule the surgery. What a crappy decision to have to make: face a future locked in a body that he knows will experience excruciating pain or have the surgery and bring on a less painful future more quickly . After I explained our hesitation the NP said he can continue to have the shots every three months if he choses that route, but I imagine a time will come when that won't be practical. Isn't it bad enough to know he will be faced with the feeding tube and ventilator choices? Must he really be faced with a choice now that could hasten the need for those other awful decisions?
Yep, I'm officially not ok.
And Max, if you are reading this, go swimming again by yourself and I'll come to Texas and help Mark smack you upside the head.
We knew my sweetie has a vertebrate that is out of place and putting pressure on an already bulging disc, but the pain was manageable--until he fell getting out of his chair at work. The neurosurgeon says only surgery will provide real relief, and...lucky for us...this slow progression means he's still a candidate. Really? Of course, that same surgery could kick the ALS into high gear and speed up the progression. At his request they are trying a steroid injection this week, knowing that it will offer temporary relief. The NP kept saying he only needs to call and they will schedule the surgery. What a crappy decision to have to make: face a future locked in a body that he knows will experience excruciating pain or have the surgery and bring on a less painful future more quickly . After I explained our hesitation the NP said he can continue to have the shots every three months if he choses that route, but I imagine a time will come when that won't be practical. Isn't it bad enough to know he will be faced with the feeding tube and ventilator choices? Must he really be faced with a choice now that could hasten the need for those other awful decisions?
Yep, I'm officially not ok.
And Max, if you are reading this, go swimming again by yourself and I'll come to Texas and help Mark smack you upside the head.