I was paralyzed when I was 3, but they only put like a tiny pin at my C6 level (it was an incomplete injury), and another one at L3-L4. They were going to remove it recently during my second spinal fusion, but it was fused way too much to even bother removing, lol. But they weren't even like major fusions... just tiny pins.
But I had a surgery in 2004 to correct my scoliosis. They placed titanium rods on either side of my spine. It was about a 16-18 inches long. So basically from my neck all the way down to the top of my butt. My curve was somewhere between 65 degrees* . My spine was a giant C basically. Right after surgery I was around a 15* degree curve.
Unfortunately, about 7 months ago I was experiencing pain, and when I went to the doctor and had x-rays done, I found out my titanium rods had snapped in half. The bottom half, or where it broke, didn't fuse to my spine, and that caused my curve to come back to around 20-25 degrees.
So a month ago on April 21st they redid my spinal fusion (my 10th surgery). I'm not quite sure what they did, but from what I got from family members, they told me that they took out the bottom half that didn't fuse, and put some contraption in there to replace it. The top part of my first infusion wasn't touched at all, so my incision started above my bra line by like half an inch. They they put like 16 screws in my back to make sure it stayed in place. However, this time it went a little past my tailbone. They also put bone mass protein over it to make sure it would fuse this time.
When I was recovering this time in the hospital, I was told by my doctor and the therapists that for 3-4 months, I can't transfer on my own, twist my top half, or bend over. I have to be like a log, and make sure my body is in perfect alignment all the time. It has been SO frustrating because I still have about 2-3 months to go. My independence is totally gone. I was about 100% dependent before, and now I have to depend on others to help me get in my chair, get food, help with laundry, etc. It is so frustrating not being able to spit in a sink to brush my teeth because I can't lean over!!!
So I totally understand about not wanting to rely on other people because that is how I was. I'm miserable, but I'm young, and if I waited to have the surgery it might have been too late. They wouldn't have been able to straighten me out as well, and my curve would have gotten worse. Now I am at about 10 degree curve. I'm not perfectly straight, but you can't even notice it. They're monitoring my back to make sure its all okay. I had x-rays done in the hospital, one when I had my staples removed two weeks later, I am having one done in two weeks, one at 6 months, 9 months, 1 year, 15 months, 18 months, and 24 months. They said I wouldn't be FULLY functional until two years, and that will be when they know when it is REALLY fused.
A little personal story though... I wanted to see if I could transfer onto my bed which is higher than my chair, so I did that. Then of course I had to get back into my chair... I definitely was not supposed to... so my back is hurting a bit. When I was put into bed that night, my back popped, and the person who put me into bed was like "oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" so I blamed them for my sore back, hahaha. They'll never know it was because of my stupidity. LOL.
I know what you mean about huge surgery. I weigh under what I should, so because of that I'm anemic. The first fusion I had to have 7 blood transfusions during my hospital stay. I was in the ICU for a few days. It was terrible. Even after surgery I was losing blood, and I was already anemic, so they were worried. This time around my blood count kept dropping, and during surgery they decided to take out blood anyway in case I needed it. And I ended up needing it. After surgery I was losing blood again. Sorry I am jumping around so much, it is late and I am so sleepy, haha. But you're right, it would be a big surgery. The pain I had was pretty bad. I have a high pain tolerance, so when I had tears in my eyes, people knew I was in bad pain. I tolerated it pretty well though. However my heart rate stayed up. They wanted me to be around 80-100, and it was at 140-150. After a few days they tried to get me on oral pain meds. I always tried to deny them. Even when they sent me home they sent me pain medication like vicodin and percocet, but I only ended up taking like 2 or 3. I'm the kind of person who is so grateful to be alive, when I should be dead, that pain reminds me that I'm still living, and that makes me ignore it better. Pain just doesn't seem to bother me a whole lot.
With all that said, I don't even know if this is the kind of information you're looking for, lol.
**In a previous post I said my curve was first at 75 and it went down to 30 or something, sorry, I was wrong. When I went in for my pre-op, I had my doctor look at my history, and it was actually 65 & 15.**
Edited by Beautiful, 28 May 2009 - 09:58 AM.