As you'll come to know from ready this blog there are very few dull moments in my life. I even find my down time to be filled with love, fun, and excitement. But the last few weeks have been a real "tossed salad" if you will....
A few weeks back I was at the gym riding the recumbent bike and then doing some ab exercises on the mat when I noticed my tailbone was sore. Just a mild pain, but definitely noted.
The pain remained throughout the entire week and on Friday it had become so uncomfortable I decided I'd make a doctors appointment for Monday to get it checked out. I assumed it was bruised...
By Saturday morning the pain was so intense that I had a hard time functioning, sleeping, standing and even laying on the couch was uncomfortable. Sunday I had decided that it was definitely time to go to the hospital.
At this point it had started to turn black, it was hot and raised and red, and the skin was so stretched from swelling it was shiny and taut.
We only waited for about 5 hours in the emergency room but it felt like an eternity. The pain was a 12/10 and I couldn't sit and standing was becoming tiresome. Finally we saw the doctor and he diagnosed it in a matter of seconds.
Apparently very common, a pilonidal cyst (disgusting!). He was very kind in talking me through the procedure, but I couldn't hear him over my sobbing. He had poked around and pressed on the area so much that I had started crying like a baby in to my hands. I do remember him mentioning a needle for freezing and a burning sensation.
UNFAIR he did not emphasize the burning, but I liken it to a hot hair tool being pressed against your skin. And right then and there he cut a 3cm hole in my back. Relieved the pressure and drained it of some of the infection.
So for the last couple of weeks I have been stuffed like a turkey, with gauze in a hole in my back and now I' heaaallled! hallelujah!
Mom came to stay with me in Toronto and dealt with me while I was hopped up on Percacets. Otherwise I was an excellent patient. I stayed a few days in Niagara as well. The timing was unfortunate since I had to miss the very best weekend we have at work. With the UFE results party on Friday and Holiday Party on Saturday I missed out on both. Rather unfortunate and at this point no one knows there won't be a next year.
The point. I'm healed. No more appointments. No more gauze. No more nurses and doctors poking around at my tail. No more tail!!
*Dance Party*
xo
L.
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