Mom got her second steroid epidural yesterday.
I can't be in the room when they do it, so it would've been nice if they'd warned me it hadn't gone well. Instead I walk into the room and mom is near hysterical.
Apparently the pain while she had to lay on her belly was unbearable. The doctor even came back two or three times to check on her. She said something like, "I've never seen her this bad." I just nodded with a this is what it's like face. It took her a full 30 minutes to settle down. I tried to help by reading some of the parts of a Vanity Fair story on Ann Bass.
As we left, I joked that maybe our primary care doctor needed to give us matching anxiety prescriptions. She laughed, but I really was serious.