Facet Injections Part 2

I had my 2nd round of facet injections this Wednesday. Everything in my body and mind was telling me not to go. The fear of the same pain I felt the first time almost had me convinced that I was better off hurting everyday for the rest of my life. Going again everything I knew felt right I went. I know that these doctors have a method to there madness and that I just have to have faith in them and the training that they have.

My appointment was a 11am. We checked in just the same as we did last time, and the crying began. I tried to hold it together but the reality that I was closer and closer to hurting was scaring me. After filling out the paperwork we were escorted to a waiting room and shortly after I was called back to the pre-op room. I kissed Clayton and followed the nurse back. She gave me instructions as the tears rolled down my face. I finished changing into my hospital gown, cap and footies then headed out to my chair. The x-rays tech came to get me and we did a series of x-rays that were painful. I never thought that having to touch my chin to my chest would hurt or looking up as far as I can........ those simple poses for an x-ray brought me to tears. The staff was very sympathetic and tried to make it a fast process. After the x-rays were done I went back out to my chair where I got my IV and a laundry list of questions about my pain. All of which I had answered over and over and over again.... They allowed Clayton to come in after they were done and we were waiting for my turn with the doctor. After about a 20 minute wait, it was my turn. I kissed Clayton again and was wheeled back to the same room I was in the last time. I started crying again..... I just couldn't make it stop that day. The injections were just as painful as I remembered the first time. I can't believe that something this painful is suppose to help me. I don't know if I can do it again. I don't know if I will go back for these injections again. Clayton has already said that he doesn't know if he can take watching me go through it again. I can tell that it breaks his heart to see me hurt and I am so lucky to have him here to help me. After the process was over I was taken to the recovery area and Clayton was let back to set with me. I just put my head in my hands and cried again... Geez I sound like a crybaby....when I didn't have my head in my hands I was just sitting with tears rolling down my face. Clayton was great, he helped me get dressed and encouraged me to just get dressed so he could take me home. He was great. We got lunch then he took me to his house. I stayed there and slept til yesterday, Thursday, evening.