Tacos - Philo needs help

OK here is the dopey skinny. After meeting with the neurosurgeon and his team Thurs, I have been scheduled for spinal surgery post haste. (8/31 or as much sooner as they can arrange it). Apparently i am more than lucky to still be walking let alone bummed that my Elvis Leg would bounce off 5.11 foot holds.
C3 to C7 are badly trashed and pinching all but the merest of energy flow through my spinal cord and branch nerves. The imagery clearly shows several bone spurs, like guillotines, threatening to sever the cord at any wrong moment (Like the fall off the ladder a few weeks ago or the fall off the approach to the West Ridge in Eldo before that. Fortunately that fall into the river only resulted in the bashed elbow that went all gross and fugly. CrimperGirl jokingly said the blown bursa looked like an angry red scrotum bulging out of my elbow. Eweeee.
The prognosis if all goes well is for a very complete recovery with only minor limitations.
But there is no option for improvement besides the knife. And way too much risk not too have it done NOW.
The neurosurgeon believes that the myriad of ailments that have plagued me for several years are related to spinal degeneration and should fully abate after slice and dice time, Including the episode of neural damage that had me believing I was heading for amputation just last year.
It is amazing knowing how well this diagnosis ties together and explains so much ailing.


Apparently these spinal strangulations go along way to explain why so many Tacos think I am such an as#@&%e, no flow to the brain. HAHAHAHAHA....