I am back.
I had major back surgery Nov 2, Was fine the next morning walking with no pain. Nov 7 I went to have the staples in my back removed. I told the doctor that I was having quite a lot of pain. He said that in just some adjusting. The next day I was on heavy narcotics to endure the pain. ( The day after this and till Feb 4 I have no memory of anything. I only know what my wife tells me. All I could do is scream in pain till I got too hoarse to scream. They kept me in the hospital in a semi coma on many drugs for a couple of weeks. I had a second back surgery because one of the screws was backing out) They then wanted to send me to hospice to die. My wife fought with everything she had and convinced the doctor to get me off the drugs and into another rehab. She threatened the doctors with everything she could imagine if they didn't. She was by my side every day. I had lost 47 pounds before I got to the last facility and could not walk or stand. My wife would talk to me all day and ask me questions lik what day is this , what town are we in, and who am I (I answered this with my first wife's name (she did not take offense at this) The 4th day there all of a sudden the light switch came on and I remembered all my life except for the time on all the drugs. ( Thank God I have no memory of those days) They started me on rehab and after several days I could use a walker to go about 30 feet. I did heavy rehab every weekday for the next 3 weeks and am now at home. I still need a walker and will need months more rehab. I have some nerve damage in my right foot from the screw ( they took a month before they did the second surgery even though they knew of the problem well before then) But I have a brace to help keep my foot from dropping. All of my friends and neighbors have helped my wife and me with everything we need. By the grace of God I am back, and hope to be around for a long time.