One year ago today I got my permanent stim and I remain grateful to my pm doc and medical science for the technology. To quote Dave: "It'll be a cold day in hell before anyone takes this away from me."
In the last 12 months, I have flown to places far and wide on my own, gotten to second base with numerous TSA agents while getting patted down instead of going through the metal detector, fried a DroidX cell phone by keeping it in my hip pocket against my battery (oops), deployed to Haiti to help after the quake, and had more good days than bad.
My young son was playing one day with a lego in his back pocket, and when I asked him what it was for, he said he had "energetics in his body to kill bad guys." When I asked him what momma getting a stim meant for him, he said "we get to go on walks and do all the good things."
I still require pain meds, but now can more objectively tell when they are working. I still have to come home from work and get flat some days, and making social plans is still a little like playing roulette. But overall, I am happy not to have the sizzling, burning ropes of pain in my lower back, hips, and thighs.
I propose a toast to all my stim friends and potential stim friends. May this space age medicine help you get through one more day!