Who knew I’d say thank you for a misdiagnosis for my back. Turns out the x-ray report was wrong. I do NOT have pars defect in my spine!!!!!
It’s “just” a lumbar herniated disc in my L4/L5. Woo hoo!
Well, not woo hoo, as I’m not jumping for joy as there’s still a long recovery, weekly PT and chiro, and a shit-ton of exercising to do at home to strengthen the area – and as of today I had my first sciatica episode – but if a piece of my spine does not have a hairline fracture? That’s a damn good thing.
Fuck the fucking fuckers who made me go through the worst 48 hour period since my miscarriage. That’s some unfair shit. But damn I’m glad for that MRI. 30 minutes in the scary clanging coffin for a truthful diagnosis was worth it.
So back to the chiropractor, back to the osteopath/PT, and after a whole lot of experimentation, my massage therapist has unlocked the key to a comfortable AND effective massage that doesn’t involve lying on my tummy. It’s all about the cupping, y’all. Something about “reverse pressure” feels so much better 🙂
But it’s a bitch. And I’m on day four of PIO shots in prep for the ERA biopsy Thursday which will hopefully give us a Receptivity thumbs up for April’s transfer. Because come hell or high water, we’re doing this transfer in April!