Posted 7/7/2015 6:38 AM (GMT 0)
The pain is winning. It is currently undefeated.
Pain has ruthlessly defeated:
Optimism
Positivity
Hope
perseverance
patience
and other weak opponents
A few times a year, no matter how hard I try, I find myself hitting a wall. If not a wall, I feel like I fall down a hole. I can almost see the ladder, or the rope, needed to save myself-but it's just out of reach.
I just feel defeated.
Last week I saw my pain doc for TN blocks. In addition to having TN from the replacement surgeries, I also have an issue with sensation. If I close my eyes a person can touch my chin, and I'll feel it up by my eye. While it's a cool party trick, I get headaches just trying to figure it out. The blocks help with the lightning zaps of the nerve pain, and help with the crossed wires. Anyway, I'm an oddball, so my Dr pulls in every nurse and Dr that he can into the fluoroscopy room. Ooooh, aaahhhh, wow…I get it, I was a teacher. My head looks like the Terminator. One med student counted 18 screws, another wanted to talk about the screws that I had in both my upper and lower gums which were used for scanning alignment. Not complaining because I want sympathy, but I'm tired of being a trick pony. Of course, I'm always asked before my Dr rounds up the troops. It is a teaching hospital so there are always fans in the room, but I'm asked before the crowd forms. For some reason, last week, I had the thought that I'm always going to be "that patient".
The one who is always in the hospital. The one that the med students are assigned to so they can learn something. The one the student nurses ask to have and I often end up with 2 or 3 a shift. The patient that Drs hug and ask if we can say a prayer together. The patient where the ER doc asks what do I want him to do, which meds and what dose, and if I want to be admitted.
And, what scares me the most, makes me frustrated, scared, and hopeless: "That patient" who will always, and forever and ever, be in PAIN. "That patient" who desperately needs, and is grateful, for the support found in this community. "That patient" who needs people like you who understand, and who I can find strength in the way you handle your pain, and can rise above it.
It's late, and like most of us, sleep is hard to come by. I just hurt. My bones ache, my joints throb, my eyes burn, my stomach kills, and my throat/chest are crazy tight(where it was dilated due to swelling from a Nissen surgery). I've lost close to 65lbs due to swallowing issues, nausea(can't throw up cause of the Nissen), and stomach pain.
I'm pretty much just DONE.
I'm sorry guys. I'm incredibly blessed with great Drs who bend over backwards to help. I have awesome family and friends, the worlds most incredible kid, but PAIN always wins.
I HATE it!
I was diagnosed so young I can't remember life without it.
I am so afraid that I'll always have a life with it.
It's like my companion that I can't separate from, I can't divorce, and I can't walk out on.
I had a marathon text session with some of my Duke crew. I've been on pred for the last decade, but I'm going to do a 2 week course of solumedrol. Since it's IV, there will be no question as to how much I actually get. Right now, my next appointment where I see the whole crew, isn't until the first week in September. I'm hoping to be able to make it that long. I am toeing that hospital line, and I'm sure I'll end up inpatient here for iron or nutrition, but hopefully it'll be a quick admission, and not a Duke transfer. Palliative care will be reviewed, but I'm not sure if it will be continued. My Drs have a few ideas, and insurance will not approve them if I'm still under the palliative care umbrella.
Please cross your fingers for me and hope the nerve blocks help. Hope that we can find a way for nutrition orally so TPN can be taken off the table. 65lb weight-loss sounds like a lot, but being on high doses of pred for 10+yrs resulted in Cushing's and the lovely "comfy cushing's chunk". I gained quite a bit, my high around 240ish.
Please just cross fingers and hope for the pain to lessen-for myself and all of you.
Thanks for reading the novel. It's late, still can't sleep, so I guess I'll read a novel written by an author other than myself.
Becky