No news is good news, but I have news

Well, it’s all bad.  I saw the neurosurgeon today.  I won’t be having a quick surgery to get rid of the pain.  If I do end up having surgery, it will involve a lot of pins and screws and will be something that I will do as a last ditch effort.  I have degenerative disc disease (I knew), scoliosis (I didn’t know), arthritis (didn’t know this either), and three of my discs are significantly squished out.  Because most of the pain is in my back and rear end, shaving the little bit that is pressing on the sciatic nerve won’t help me at all.  I’m on percocet and flexeril and will need to do another course of steroids (if my surgeon says it’s okay).  I am so bummed.  I start physical therapy next week — mostly just deep heat and massage.  I am to use my EMS device (that I bought at MQX) a couple of times a day, and have to find out if there is any sort of anti-inflamatory I can take.  I am prohibited from taking NSAIDs because of my weight loss surgery.  I also have a gorgeous lumbar brace that I am to wear when I go for walks or when I have to sit for an extended period of time.  If I could drink, I’d pop the cork on the BIG bottle of wine I have out in the kitchen.  I went into the doctor’s office thinking this was going to be something easily fixable (that’s what the guy who gave me the spinal injection told me) and instead, it’s something I’m going to have to deal with for the rest of my life.  I’m not happy.  I really don’t want to have to have a bunch of pins and screws in my spine.  So, I’m on drugs, having a brief pity party, and hopefully, will feel better in the morning.  Right now I’m really bummed.