Trying to console your mum from afar, and when you want her to console you, is difficult.
I’m still in the hospital, on my second book, countless nap, and being well cared for by the other Korean women attending to their mums.
Worse than a fractured spine— because that heals— is that I’ve been diagnosed with degenerative disc disease, something I’ve apparently had for years. My mum is upset because, while it’s not chronic daily pain, it’s always there and can acutely flare up, which is what landed me here in the hospital.
The road ahead is long but manageable. Hopefully they’ll let me go home tomorrow and I can continue my bed rest at home with bubbles. Visiting hours are continuous and my friends have been amazing, but I want to go home. I need a shower and I want to make Christmas cookies.
I hope to get a nerve blocking shot tomorrow and then break outta here.
Thank you for the continued love and support through messages, comments, and texts. I’m grateful for the healing vibes.
"A good head and good heart are always a formidable combination. But when you add to that a literate tongue or pen, then you have something very special."
— Nelson Mandela (via pavorst)
"You have to decide what your highest priorities are and have the courage—pleasantly, smilingly, nonapologetically, to say “no” to other things. And the way you do that is by having a bigger “yes” burning inside. The enemy of the “best” is often the “good."
— Stephen R, Covey (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Thank you, friends, for the comments, messages, and texts. Today has been stressful and full of tears.
After we waited for hours and hours, a doctor came and told me I was to stay in the hospital for two weeks on “absolute bed rest” and the only movement I was allowed to do was rolling. I have a compression fracture of my lower vertebrae. I cried and cried and tried to refuse staying. I failed.
I had to call my co-workers for translation and they needed to sign some forms. Between them and my best friend I am the luckiest girl in the world. They have been amazing and I’m so grateful to have them as my “second mom” and “big sister.”
I’m all settled in my room for the evening, and have a MRI schedule for 10 am.
My real mum is worried but understands as she fractured a vertebrae riding a horse who slipped and she landed on a jump cup. Mine is different as it’s from compression but she said she had to do bed rest as well.
Made it out of bed, some friends helped me into a cab, and one is at the ER with me.
I have a fracture in my lower spine. What we know right now is that it’s not too bad but not good either.
Still sitting in the ER waiting for the neurosurgeon who’s operating on someone and he’s supposed to tell me what the treatment is.
Waiting, waiting, waiting.
The problem is that my door is locked and any kind of help can’t get to me because of my door.
This has been a lesson in never living alone.