Perhaps you were wondering about the pain. I mean, someone cut into my body, pushed things around, “shaved the bone”, removed a bone spur, moved a tendon, “scraped off the scar tissue”, etc… sounds gruesome and horribly painful right. Well…. It was something I certainly was concerned about going into it.
Here’s how it went: Before they did the surgery, the anesthesiologist gave me a nerve blocker that completely deaden my leg from my knee down to my toes for ~3 days. Together with some heavy duty drugs (opiod based) I didn’t have too much pain during the first few days, but after the blocker wore off. Oh boy. Talk about pain. I caught me off guard that first night when it wore off, I had to take the Oxy every 4 hours that night but after that it leveled off. I guess that’s to be expected when the doctor says that he was going to “shave the bone” and move a tendon around.
After the initial few days tho, the pain came down quickly. By day 5, I was largely off of the opioids and taking just a few extra-strength Tylenol for pain. This was dramatically different from before, when I was taking over 1000 mg of Alleve 3 times a day. Of course, I wasn’t using my leg yet, but still drastic difference already.
On another note, I am also terrified of addiction. There are just too many stories out there of people that fall into that trap, and with all of my problems, I didn’t want to add that to the mix… So I dropped the opioids as quickly as I possibly could and was able to throw away probably 1/2 of the prescription. The doctor was clear with me that he wanted me to take them in the beginning but worked with me to come up with a reasonable plan to get off of the meds as quickly as possible. Having teenagers in the house as soon as I was sure I wouldn’t need them, I tossed them (sidebar: a hospice nurse told me that the standard way to get rid of controlled drugs was to mix them together into a ziplock and fill that ziplock with old paint – then toss in the trash).