out of reach
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
I just got back from the back surgeon's office. I had expected to come home with a treatment plan and a date for the first surgery.
Instead I came home in blinding pain with his words ringing in my ears:
"With a spine like yours, there is nothing available in current technology that can help you...I'm sorry."
I know he was sorry.
He hugged me with tears in his eyes and stayed with me until I got control of the tears that insisted on spilling down my face.
There's really nothing else to say.