Good News

PHEW! My appointment with the neurosurgeon went very well. Much better than expected. To be honest, he said he wasn't sure why my regular doctor scared the bejeezies out of me the way he did. Yes, I have a ruptured disk, but he's confident some good ol' fashioned physical therapy will take care of that. As for all the other issues. Yes, they're issues, but nothing to be alarmed about.  The thing is, we were alarmed. My doctor told me things looked "bad" and he was sure I'd need surgery. When in all reality, it appears the dude didn't really know what he was talking about. So, Andy and I have spent the last two weeks nervous and anxious for my appointment with the neurosurgeon. We were prepared for the worst, but of course, hoping for the best. To say the least, the news today came as a huge relief. I'll begin physical therapy sometime next week and go from there. The issue with my sacrum is actually a condition called spina bifida occulta. Trust me, it's not as frightening as it sounds. Basically, when I was just a wee fetus a couple of my vertebrae and my sacrum didn't form exactly as they should have. No biggie. It's really not a big deal.

There it is. After two weeks of holding our breath, Andy and I can finally breathe. My sweet husband took half the day off work today (his birthday) so he could accompany me to my appointment in Jackson. That may not seem like a huge deal to anyone else, but if you know Andy you know he NEVER takes time off work. EVER. He never said it, but I know he knew just how scared I was and didn't want me to possibly receive bad news on my own. The past two weeks, he's lifted kids and groceries, got me water and ibuprofen after he was already snug in bed and reminded me over and over to "take it easy." But most importantly, he and our friend Isaac gave me a beautiful priesthood blessing. It brings me great comfort and peace, especially during experiences like this, to have the priesthood in my home. To have a husband who is worthy to hold that office and to have sweet children who so reverently fold their arms and bow their heads as their Daddy performs such an important task. I am truly blessed.