My spine is officially fused!


I’m exactly 16 days post scoliosis surgery!! The proper term for the operation is posterior spinal fusion. I am finally MUCH more straighter, and more expensive since I have Titanium metal in my spine. On a serious note, I am thankful, thankful to be alive and well after the surgery (although it still feels like I’ve been hit by a truck) and I feel relieved to finally have gotten it over and done with. My blog posts stopped because I’ve been feeling very down these past couple of days, especially because of the pain. Everything feels so weird and it still feels like I am in hospital squeezing my morphine pump and playing with my electronic hospital bed.My time in hospital went very well, although I cant really remember anything from the first few days, I oddly remember the first day post operation from when I was in the recovery room, to being in the high dependency unit. My day nurse was called Dorothy, I remember her being the first person there when I woke up from the operation. Her name was actually easy to remember since I kept associating it with Dorothy Perkins and Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. I also had my high moments from calling myself a vampire to inviting a doctor over for dinner.

I cant help but accentuate how hard and demanding the role of a nurse is. We’ve all had that debate of why nurses should be paid more than footballers so this may sound a bit cliche, but realistically they are just amazing people who have gained 100% more respect from me in regards to how much effort and love they put into their job. Also, hats off to doctors, specifically spinal surgeons, I mean the precision and accuracy it must of took to open my back without doing anything wrong is crazy. But everything went well and the surgeons realigned my whole spine overnight, meaning my whole organs are now shuffling back to normal- cool huh? I’m also a few inches taller which makes me happy.

Honestly, I could go in depth of my Whole experience but WordPress would probably close my blog down because of how much I would write, so I’d just like to thank Allah, primarily for keeping me alive, and for helping me get better every single day.  I am still living the post op experience every single day, and it’s done nothing but increased my Patience, tolerance levels, killed me with pain and taught me that the body is a temple that should be looked after, specifically the spine.

If I could, I would hug my spine every single day for keeping me alive. If I could use my experience to advice other people, it would be not to take your arms and legs and face and everything for granted, and to take good care of your body. If you have eyes to read this post, consider yourself lucky, if you have hands that let you control your computer or laptop or whatever it is you’re using, consider yourself luckier. I thankfully came out of the hospital alive, walking and talking.

“Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have – life itself.”

― Walter Anderson

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