If you noticed I was gone...

Hi everyone,
Heres my full report: When I saw the neurosurgeon yesterday, I asked him exactly what he had done in my back. He looked up his surgery notes and said, "Oh yes, this was an absolute mess." highly technical tern. He said they did a decompression, a laminectomy, a foramectomy, removed two discs, cleaned out debris (a ton... Can't figure out why I didn't lose some weight, if that was true...)), they also did fusion, allograft, repaired my spinal cord tear, and did substantial metal work. He said that they did every possible back procedure in one surgery session and that they pulled all of the orthopedic and neurosurgery residents who were available to watch ( plus the med students on those rotations). I am a superstar - at least my butt and back are). He said it was a miracle that I could move and that he can't believe the pain I was dealing with. He said I am a model patient and that my recovery is already better than average - probably because of my motivation and discipline. He could not believe that I had not called for more pain medication and that I am only taking a single Vicodin a day IF it's really painful. He cautioned me to avoid pushing too hard and that it will be up to six months before my energy is back and he recovery is mostly complete. Next week, if the wound is healed ( the problem there is that my chemo impairs my wound healing plus I need to eat more protein), I can start PT 2 times a week. So, WOO HOO, they check the wound on next Tues. If it's ok, I can have chemo next Friday which means that on Sunday, June 17, I will be really back and ready to party. I apologize for being uncommunicative...it has often felt like that old Austrailian group sang, "I get knocked down but I get up again, ain't nobody gonna keep me down...repeat, repeat." I've had to talk so much about this to family, etc that I am sick to death of it. It wasn't fair to keep everyone in the dark, though but unfortunately, when I am sick or suffering, I always go to ground until I can be a decent human being again.
Love,
Martha