Jeanette recalls her lowest moment when suffering from failed back syndrome.
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My lowest point with my pain was after I had been in a wheelchair for a while. I kind of got used to functioning in a wheelchair. I could still do things and I could take enough pain medication to still be involved in my own life. I still participated in my life and being in a wheelchair worked for us. And when the pain got so much worse and the scar tissue took over and the firing pain down my leg was so bad that I couldn’t move and I lost that wheelchair, I just went to a place I didn’t think I’d ever go. I felt like if I could be okay just have enough or a little bit less pain or a lot of bit less pain to be able to at least be in that wheelchair, I could participate in my own life. I could see my kids at school, or go to their karate or dance class in my wheelchair. But when I lost that ability to even use a wheelchair, when that pain was so bad that I couldn’t leave my house, that’s no life when you can’t take part in your family’s day to day activities, in your friendships, in your independence, that’s no life. I was at my lowest point when pain medication did not touch the pain and I couldn’t move and I could not participate in my own life. My own life was no longer mine.