Back surgery was a success!
Because of an extremely bad flare-up in April that left me with a decent sized portion of my right leg being numb and scarred from the amount of pain that I had been in, I decided to go ahead and have the microdiscectomy surgery for my back. Surgery was on May 22 at Rex Hospital. Everything went very smoothly, the general anesthesia was not an issue and I was home the same day.
I have had very minimal leg pain since the surgery, so I have good reason to believe it was a success - although, I have not yet gotten back to my baseline of exercising. Unfortunately the numbness has not gone away or decreased at all, but I can live with that over pain.
The hardest thing about the surgery was following the restrictions afterward. Pain from the procedure was really minimal. I was on pain meds for a few days but then it really tapered off. I was feeling so good that I wanted to do as much as I felt like I could...but had to constantly pull back and remember that I really needed that initial time post-surgery for healing.
A few weeks after surgery - and, I believe, unrelated to the surgery or anesthesia - I started having some shortness of breath and feeling really tight, like with an asthma flare-up. I did everything I could think of to try to remedy this. (For three weeks after surgery I could do no exercise except walk so this possibly could have contributed.) I had a lung appointment but we didn't think it was good idea to do PFTs so soon after back surgery so all we knew was that my oxygen saturations (sats) were a little low, that I was having the shortness of breath and that I was just starting to be able to exercise again.
Mountains, Ho!We went up to the mountains with a friend the following weekend. I now see the mountains as a very good litmus test for my lungs. If there are problems in Raleigh, there are most certainly going to be problems a few thousand feet higher in a musty mountain house! My sats were terrible as soon as we got up there. We went for a hike on Saturday and (honestly, I was probably de-satting, although I pumped myself up with Prednisone so I was able to do it without too much shortness of breath) my breathing was efforted enough that I was again starting to think about wanting/needing to get a portable oxygen concentrator that I could have in situations like this.
When we got back to Raleigh, my sats, which I was now paying very close attention to, were still in the low to mid 90s - I am usually at 98% or 99% when healthy. I thought this might be a good time to retest to see if I could qualify for oxygen. Having cleared it with my back surgeon, I also was going to do PFTs to see where those stood.
The morning of the 6-minute walk oxygen test, I *might* have forgotten to take all of my allergy and asthma medications...Prednisone, Advair, Singulair, Allegra, Flonase. I was determined to fail the oxygen test - I needed this! I busted my butt on the 6-minute walk test. And after 5 minutes I de-satted (fell to 87%). I had never been happier to fail a test.
Dr C's answer was IV antibiotics and a Prednisone burst. (If you care for more details, read on, if not, you can skip to the next paragraph.) I started Tobramycin, Meropenem (both IV), Minocycline (oral) and Colistin (inhaled). A good cocktail that I've done before. Unfortunately, after 5 days or so the Tobra started making my ears ring - this has happened before and, I believe, happens from time to time as the drug builds up in your system. So I stopped the Tobra and switched to inhaled Tobi (same drug), Cipro (oral) and dropped the Colistin.
After one week I went back in to check my PFTs: they were virtually the same. Actually, a bit higher, but since I hadn't had the boost of my asthma meds the first time, it was not an improvement to me. Disappointing. We are going to do some additional Prednisone and add back in the Colisitn, which will make five antibiotics.
Meanwhile, my stas continue to run pretty low at home, and I actually needed oxygen today to exercise on my elliptical. I am trying not to feel discouraged. It is scary to feel like you are losing control of your health...and scarier to think that things may be reaching a new plateau. Of course it's too early to tell that.
Last time this (an unexplained big decline in lung function) happened five years ago, it took me months and months to recover. Right now I am focusing on the trip we have planned at the end of July. We are driving up to Cleveland, Michigan and then Montana and back. I hope that my lungs are doing better enough in five weeks for us to not have to change our plans.
Regardless, I am trying to take each day by itself...to do as much as I can to get better and then embrace the rest. It's a tough lesson even for a seasoned patient.