A year ago this week I had surgery on my back. Following my doctor's orders, I stayed flat for 2 weeks, that was until Dec. 27. I herniated those disks mid-September, visited chiropractor, physical therapist, orthopedic surgeon, 2 neurosurgeons, acupuncturist, Asian medicine healer, Reiki and massage therapist, and ultimately chose surgery. The disks had herniated out to the side rather than the back, dripped down the bundle of sciatica nerves and calcified around those nerves. The calcification had to be chiseled away (doctor's term). As the nerves reawakened the pain was as great as prior to surgery, so then I spent another 2 weeks in bed waiting for the nerves to heal. I worked hard to heal, following all the doctor's orders, and by June I felt stronger than I had in a year.
So when I hear the song, "It's the most wonderful time of the year," or "It's the hap, happiest season of all," I wonder, is it, will it ever be?
Perhaps a simple Christmas is all that's really needed. Maybe my new tradition is this - enjoy the holiday moment rather than the holiday bustle.
(These pics were taken during Christmas 2007. We have 16 grandchildren now, 2 on the way, and a son-in-law on the way in 2013).
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