Okay, life moves on. I'm still a little woosie, and there is still pain--but not as often so severe. At this point I'm controlling it with Tylenol Arthritis ( 1350mgms, every 8 hours). I picked up my prescription of Tylenol 3 this morning, but don't plan to use it, except-maybe-at night. I had an appointment for a cut and colour with my hairdresser this morning, and was able to keep it. Then I came home, spoke with my friend Carolyn, ( her phone calls are always lengthy) and went to bed for an hour. Got up too quickly--pain and nausea--so lay down for another 1/2 hour, and things are fairly good right now. I'm trying to cook supper.
Obviously, the biggest fear is that this is my life from here on. I've had to cancel a commitment for Tuesday, and, at this point, can see that I can't make any firm commitments for awhile. Just live day by day.
Meanwhile, I'm again, almost blonde. Turns out that this is the only way to cover the ever increasing grey I have. I jokingly made reference to having to dye it completely grey next time, and she took it seriously.