Hard to believe tomorrow will be day 30 and 1 month. I feel good 80% of the time. The cravings are still occurring fairly often but have lost strength. The anxiety is tapering off but I have been doing my best to avoid highly stressful situations. Last week at work was brutal and was a completely unavoidable stressful situation. I handled it pretty well considering I would have had a chew in for 40 of 48 hours just 30 days ago.
I finally had my second opinion appointment with a different neurosurgeon last week and was given 3 options. The other doctor I saw had given me two... do nothing or spinal fusion. At 24 years old a spinal fusion is not desirable but I was being led to believe it was my only option.
Turns out an option exists that is much less invasive and has 1/3 the recovery time. I am hoping to have some painless days once I have the procedure and am on my way with recovery.
Keep driving bud. I remember having some really shitty days between day 20 and day 50. I felt quit, but my addiction just wouldn't stop. It gets frustrating but, so many of us have fought through...so you can too.
How have I missed this intro?
Great intro! Great story! A few thoughts...
1. Reading this reminds me of how incredibly youthful I am compared to Applejack! Haha
2. Read about want versus need. AJ, pinched, Dagranger, Ginet... Dude we all needed to quit for years, but we didn't want to quit. Need is sort of a subjective term; we need water, food, shelter, Ivanka Trump flat on her back with a feather duster (I digress...). You have to want this in order for it to work. It gets a shitload easier.
3. Dagranger talked about it being a lifelong battle. Those of us that are successful post roll every day and keep our word. We have peeps who watch out for us. We know when their birthdays are. When they buy a new car. When they bang Ivanka hard (I digress again) but you get the idea. Brotherhood + accountability = success. It is easy to fail yourself, as you know. Once you are on a winning team, you don't shit on them. It works.
4. I work with a guy who showed up one day bent in half like a pretzel hobbling along with a cane. He was so loaded on painkillers that his emails were my main entertainment for weeks (other than pictures and thoughts of Ivanka, I digress). Anyway, he has fusion surgery one day a few weeks later and missed one week of work. No cane no therapy. A miracle. I was shocked. Life is too short to be miserable. Do what you have to do bud.
5. I'm over 1,000 days by a bit. I haven't had a craving in at least 6 months. I kind of appreciate them. They remind me of what a fucking bad ass winner I am (more below on that).
Dont quit for your back. Quit because...
It makes you proud of you
It gives you freedom
It is the right thing for you at the right time
It saves you money
It takes away something you are ashamed of/hide at times
It will make you happier
It will make you healthier
But most of all...
It will make you a winner... At something that you have lost at for years.
This is important man. I live in Kansas City. The Royals were a damn joke for decades. You couldn't give the tickets away. Most home games had 2,000 seats full. Last year the city, and quite frankly the country, was electrified at seeing the underdog win, after years of losing. See, we had given up on the possibility of ever seeing greatness after so many years of loss. But on one fateful Tuesday 875,000 of us wore blue and cheered on those bad ass Royals 3 days after they did what we thought was impossible, in a giant parade that we never imagined we would see.
That, my friend, is how I feel every time I post my name and day count. Like I'm 10' tall. If I can do this, if pinched... Ginet... Dagranger.... Applejack... Can do this... I know you can too. One day at a time brother. Winning is so sweet
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