Well, I was to go to Outpatient Intake at 9am on tomorrow, but I cancelled the appt. I will see what my therapist has to say about it when I see him tomorrow.

After my last Thursday appt I got to thinking...always makes me think. I went home and started back on my meds, not because I was told to do so, since that is a decision I have to make. It was stupid of me to stop just because of my two week trip home and hearing how, at the age of 65, my mother and sister continue to be so disappointed in me.

So I feel better and I don't feel I need to go to intensive outpatient therapy.

I did have something odd happen today. I have cervical (spine) spondylosis and three disc are pressing on my spinal cord, etc. I saw the neurosurgical Physician Assistant a week ago for the results of my MRI. I was told in had every right to be in so much pain and to come back in 2-3 months to see the neurosurgeon. When I went to make the appt the February docs calendar was not open yet. I was told that someone would call me at the end of January to book the appt.

So, today I received an appt card in the mail for February. I am trying not to read too much into this, but surgery was suggested last week. I guess the surgeon looked at my MRI and said...hummm.

I'm not afraid of surgery, I've had a lot of it since 1994, even though it is quite major...fusion of my cervical spine...C3-C7. As if I need more titanium than I already have; right leg, right foot, lumbar spine...bad car accident in 1994...young woman ran a stop sign. It was a big ouch for the next 10-months.