I got there and had to fill out a questionnaire. (I just love those) and then it was off to the Imaging room where I had to take everything except my underwear off. I had one of those assistance who said things like "Now we will just go right down this way" and "are we all right." I was told to take my shoes off. But I can't do that, I had this ankle fusion operation and I have to wear the shoe over the brace I have to wear and without the shoe I would have no traction and would fall right on my keister. Well we worked that out She brought in a wheel chair and rolled me to the side of the torture machine and I could hop on it.
OK fine. I thought. Next she got some things for me raise my legs up and a pillow. A cuff was placed over my shoulder and sand bags used to hold it in place. ear plugs and head phones were placed on my head, I was warned not to breathe deeply and not to move. Well that was OK but they then shoved me up into the machine... I lasted for one rotation and had to have another pillow for my neck which was needing support.
I eventually got through the procedure (I closed my eyes so I would not have claustrophobia kick in) and was released. I could hardly move my arm or sit up. Pain. I drove home using mostly my left arm and got into my recliner after taking two aspirin and covered up with my warm blankie and took a nap. For three hours... My arm was really sore as were various other parts of my body. But I had survived the Machine.
I made it out to York Rite (dinner at Buford's) and got home. Jon came over and took Miles for a run. He likes the look with the trimming Miles got on Monday. My arm and shoulder are still sore. I go see the Dr next Tuesday to find out the next step on what we are doing with the shoulder. Thanks for stopping by. Hugs, j
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Ain't it fun?
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