The day my foot stood still I’ve been involved in several automobile accidents in my life. My very first coming only weeks after getting my driver’s license. A roll-over accident on a busy main roadway and on and on. However nothing could have prepared me for the life changing events that occurred on August 12, 2012. This Sunday began as so many others did with yard work and things around the house. The difference was my oldest son had stayed the night at a friend’s house and was calling to be picked up. I got in our Pontiac G6 and began on my way, heading westbound on Northline Rd. I stopped at the traffic light on the corner of Northline and Allen Rds. All of a sudden from out of nowhere I was struck from behind. After assessing the vehicle …show more content…
I maintained my normal Sunday routine into the evening. At which time we went to bed, this is where things get strange. I woke the next morning with a tingling and numbing sensation in my left foot as if it were asleep. I didn’t really think much of it, thinking maybe I slept on it wrong and it was asleep. After this continued for a few days it became worrisome and I made a doctor appointment, which was about a week away. Moving forward to my doctor appointment it was noted that there seems to be a problem in my lower back area and I was referred to have a MRI done. After having the MRI, it was read to me by a neurosurgeon who explained that I had 3 hernated areas, 2 bulged areas and a slight tear ranging from vertebrate L3 to S1. The surgeon assured me I’d need surgery but had to start with physical therapy per insurance protocols. I went through 3 types of physical therapy all to no success, as my foot was still numb and tingling. Fast forward 18 months of fighting with insurance companies it’s finally time for surgery, which was successful in relieving the pain from my lower back. As far as the numbness and tingling there had been so much nerve damage done over such a long time it was irreversible. Not only did this end my career as a tattoo artist, it took its toll on me
The patient is a 32-year-old female who was born with spina bifida. She had surgery as an infant. She also had subsequent surgery when she was a teenager. Since that time, however, she states she has not had issues related to this, other than that she has to self-catheterize. She is followed by a urologist for this. She tells me that she does intermittently get some low back pain. She did start getting her usual low back pain this past Monday. Yesterday, she worked a full day as a bridal stylist. She does need to stand throughout most of the day. By 7:30 at night, she states she was leaning over on the counter at work and had onset of severe pain in her low back, to the
Body parts falling asleep are definitely a strange sensation. You get up out of your seat or from a certain stand, and all you feel from one foot, leg, hand, or arm is an uncomfortable tingling sensation. Then again you wake up amidst the night, and you can not move your foot, leg, hand, or arm whatsoever. As your body parts "awakens," a bizarre tingling sensation increases. What causes this tingling sensation? (How Stuff Works 1)
I’m actually kind of shocked I could write about recovery because it is a topic with a special meaning to myself. But, I found it easier to write about my own experience with a negative event this time, and I believe it is because I grew as a writer. I saw the value the personal testimony adds to a piece, and thus I could add my own story.
I've always liked Fall. I like the falling leaves and warm spice drinks and chilly air and nice sweaters and the generally spooky vibes. Fall is a good time for me. Nothing beats it, not even the summer. The most important part, though, is Halloween. Halloween cotumes, loads of spooky-themed candy, costume parties, scary movies, everthing about it was something I looked forward to all year.
Harvey Simon, MD, and David Zieve, MD (2012, May 3). Back Pain and Sciatica. Retrieved
For the first time in a long time, I was jealous of someone else’s shoes. Not just envious of their style or fit, but deep down I wanted to strip her of her shoes and socks and take them for my own. It was a fall day, not particularly chilly for most people walking to class. I felt very conspicuous, because I had been walking around for the past two days without wearing socks or shoes.
Sarno, John E. Healing Back Pain. Illus. Giorgetta Bell McRee, Anne Twomey, and Superstock. New York: Warner Books, 1991. Print.
Simple musculoskeletal back pain has symptoms of pain in the lumbrasacral area of the back (Jackson & Simpson, 2006). The upper thighs and knees are also known to be affected (Jackson & Simpson, 2006). This pain is usually described as a dull pain (Jackson & Simpson, 2006). Spinal nerve root pain is localised down the leg, and usually continues below the knee and into the feet (Jackson & Simpson, 2006). It has been d...
When presented with figure 2, it seemed self explanatory to explain the condition. Figure 2 shows the superior view of the vertebral disc, presenting the vertebral arch and the frayed spinal nerves out of the spinal cord. In figure 2 it is shown that in the right image a spinal nerve is compressed due to the nucleus pulposus. The reason that figure 2 is not adequate enough for the physician to properly explain the condition to the patient is because this image shows the outer layer (annulus fibrosus) with the rupture allowing the nucleus pulposus to apply pressure and cause tension to the nerve. Figure 3, on the other hand is a more accurate view of the lumbar vertebrae which depicts the annulus fibrosus still intact and that the disc has entirely moved to compress the nerve. The physician wanted to use a more accurate view of the lumbar vertebrae because if the symptoms worsen due to improper care/prevention one could lose feeling of lower limbs as well as experience dysfunction in the bladder (Mayo). On the other hand the tissues could be more
With music blasting, voices singing and talking, it was another typical ride to school with my sister. Because of our belated departure, I went fast, too fast. We started down the first road to our destination. This road is about three miles long and filled with little hills. As we broke the top of one of the small, blind hills in the middle of the right lane was a dead deer. Without any thought, purely by instinct I pulled the wheel of the car to the left and back over to the right. No big deal but I was going fast. The car swerved back to the left, to the right, to the left. Each time I could feel the car scratching the earth with its side. My body jolted with the sporadic movements of the car. The car swerved to the right for the last time. With my eyes sealed tight, I could feel my body float off the seat of the car.
The car accident will always be a major moment in my life because of what it showed me. That accident gave me visual proof that God has a plan for everyone and everything has a reason or hidden message. Just when I was coming to a point in my life where I was beginning to see where I fit in at school, it reminded me to cherish every moment has though it was my last, because I don’t know when it’ll be over.
When I looked in the rearview mirror is when I knew it was all over. June 25, 2013 was the most tragic day in my life. It was not until that day that I realized how much I appreciate my life and my family. I was on the freeway headed towards the Galleria in Houston, TX, passing the tall Texaco building on this bright sunny afternoon, when everything went downhill. I remember seeing all of the cars in front of me have their bright red tail lights on because everyone was coming to a stop. As soon as I slowed down, I looked into my rearview mirror to see a beige car not slowing down at all but instead looking down at his phone texting, it was already too late for me to do anything. I felt as if my life were over and there was nothing anyone could do, I was sixteen years old when I had my first car accident. I learned that I should have stayed home the afternoon I got into my first car accident. That afternoon I remember gripping my steering wheel so tightly because I was so nervous about the car behind me that I could feel all of the ridges and grooves throughout my entire steering wheel and every indention in my steering
We finish what we start. This was the motto that kept me going during the strenuous training period for a marathon. But prior to that, I must confess, I wasn’t an athlete. I was never interested in playing sports, except for recreational badminton. During gym class, I would walk three quarters of the time when it time for the dreaded mile run. I preferred staying indoors and sitting on the couch and watch movies. The first time I had heard about a marathon training program, called Dreamfar, in my school, I thought to myself, what kind of crazy person would want to run a marathon? Never did I realize, eight months later, I would be that crazy person.
The light from the sun reflects off the pure white wall, illuminating the room. The dust floats, undisturbed by the empty house. This is what I see as I launch myself out the door, into the hot summer air, into the sounds of playing children.
Years ago I had the most terrifying, shocking day of my life. I had between seven or eight years when this happened. The day before the accident, all my family was at my grandfather’s house. We all were eating the food my mother and my aunts brought, telling jokes at the dinner table. Meanwhile, I was playing with my cousins in the backyard. Everyone was enjoying the family meeting. As the time passed by and everyone was about to go home, my mother suggested the idea that we all should go at my grandparent’s ranch next day, since everyone was in town we all could have the chance to go. Everyone liked the idea. It was the perfect time to go because it was a weekend. As they all agreed to go, they begun to decide who bring what to the gathering. Who would have thought that thanks to that suggestion, I would lead me to the hospital the day of the reunion.