Hi all I am Kathy/nini53, I am coming up on my year anniversery of joining the HW forum, and from the moment I joined I felt I had found a place where everyone (sadly) knows how I feel day by day.
I was injured at work in 1989, I was a construction inspector for our local water and sewer services, my job was overseeing the installation of new water and sewer mains. I was still on probation when I was taking what is called a compression test on the road that was being built over the water that was just installed. This involved pounding and large rod into the ground with a 10 lb weight. Well the road was well compacted, as I went to remove the rod from the ground, it wouldnt budge, I saw a man coming to help me, and thought, if they think I cant do my job, I wont pass probation, I then stupidly pulled with all I had and not using my legs, using my back, the rod came out and I went down. I went to the ER that evening, they called it a pulled muscle, gave me percocet and flexril and sent me home for 7 days of workmens comp.
As the years passed, I had more and more issues with my back, I had several MRI's that showed buldging disc's at L4, 5 and several problems around my cocsic (I dont know the spelling) bone, but it was my but bone.
By 1996 I was on vicoden es, and xanax, flexril, by 1998 after having a failed lumbar laminitomy, I gave up ever feeling well again. I went out on work disability, was on methadone 10 mg up to 5-6 times a day and 2mg diladid for bt. My doctor was my family doctor and I just kept asking for more and he just kept giving me more. He left his practice in 2006 Dec. he left me with 2 months worth of scripts. The first pm doctor I saw after that went crazy when he saw how much I was on. So I went from taking 3 full bottles, 100 pills per bottle each month, to 170 10 mg per month, I was in withdrawal for a very long time, finally it evened out. I have gone thru 4 doctors before I found the pm doctor I now have, and I travel a long way by public transportation to see him and hes worth it. The other 4, well the first one sadly passed away. The second and third were pill mills, and I wanted no part of that. The only other one I liked moved out of the area where public transportation does not go.
I am 58, I have 2 beautiful daughters, and 2 beautiful grandchildren, I have made many adjustments in my life after becoming totally disabled in 2001. But I am still here, alive and kicking, and plan to stay for a much longer time.
Sorry it was so long, take care all,
Kathy