Very frustrated still at this juncture. I was a very willing and compliant patient working through all the neurological tests. They began in mid-December and ended just a few weeks ago. This neurologist came highly rated via my oncologist (no, they are not remotely in the same practice). I had doubts from the start about
how things would end up, my doctor said to clear my mind, let's start at square one, and give this guy a shot.
So as you know I did. Endless tests, including 3 rounds of horrible electrical tests, 5 MRI's, constant exotic blood work, physical exams. The neurologist assured me that he wouldn't give up until he got an answer. I believed him at the time.
However, he has given up. Ran out of tricks in his bag. Wasn't willing in the end to even label parts of the problem as either CRPS or Fibro. At least that would have been something to work with. So I am truly back where I started at, with no hope of an answer, let alone a solution.
As a brief update. My hips and legs still give out constantly, with any kind of steady walking or standing or combination of either. I can't walk laps at PT without using a rolling walker, or their sake of mind, and for my safety. And when I say laps, we are talking about 3 laps, each one only 1/10th of a mile.
Fatigue makes matters worse, that's a fact. As I become increasingly tired during the day, the problem with my legs/hips is more pronounced. In dealing with Severe Chronic Fatigue for over 14 years now, nothing helps, and its only getting worse, not better. I still have a useful time period of 4-5 hours per day ,starting from when I wake up. Then my body is like a fast discharging battery, whether I do anything physical or not. Some times, I am shot within 3 hours, sometimes, I can make 6 hours, but not often. Once my body is spent for the day, that's it, its over with for the day.
Finding sleep harder and harder, especially quality sleep. My average is perhaps 4 hours per night, sometimes 5, rarely 6. But sleep to me, means being awake until at least 3-4 AM before I can even get to sleep. And that's with all available meds at work. But sleep is always broken, its rare that I am ever sleeping more than 30-45 minutes at the time without waking up. So since I am rarely in a deep sleep mode, most of my sleep involves endless night mares, some quite violent in nature. So it feels like I am never really getting good sleep.
And naps are becoming harder. Yes, I lay down every afternoon (usually 330-430 pm) for 1-2 hours, I use to get some sleep with those, but lately, most times I am laying down, but no sleep, so it accomplishes little but getting me off my feet.
So the doctors and specialists are telling the following: No diagnosable neurological problems, no serous bone problems, no internal digestive problems, clean brain scan (2 of them back to back), and they can give me a long list of things that I don't have. But other than the generic statement of me having severe radiation damage, no other clue or diagnosis.
Don't know what to do at this point. Tired of doctors, tests, scans, that all lead to no where. Yet living in this body of severe pain and fatigue around the clock is equally old. Don't know what else to try. Doctors simply say I have to live like this, and tough it out, and that's all there is to it. They can't fix what they can't find or see in a scan, so I am s.o.l. That was the conclusion of the neurologist in particular.
You would think in our modern age and times, there would be better methods and better means to get a better answer to what ails me.
Already getting close to the 4 year mark of severe chronic pain, will be turning 62 in July, even the thought of having to do another 4 years like this is unbearable to my mind. I just hurt too much, much of the time, and I am finding it harder and harder to accomplish anything useful or fun, without it costing me days and days of extra pain.
If its this bad now, what do I look forward to when the mets finally show up? Most men with PC, advanced or not, don't deal with this level of pain until nearly the end of their journey (thank goodness), then they can be loaded up with morphine to get through to the end. Fun? No. Merciful, yes.
If I let the VA take over my pain management, they already said, no more Fentanyl patches, they would put me on oral Morphine from day one. The other half of me doesn't want to be so doped up that I can't think straight, or be able to drive, etc.
My situation seems hopeless to me at times, but not saying I have given up. Just frustrated, and things continue to get worse and worse as each new month passes.
Going to stop before this turns into a pointless rant. Going to some higher center of learning, etc, sounds nice and easy, but there's financial and logistical complications with that. And I have no inner assurance that another doctor or group of doctors is going to come up with anything new. Hate to go through all that, just to be back at square one all over again, don't think my head could take it again.
See my oncologist next month, but not expecting anything exciting from that visit, because he knows now, that we struck out with the neurologist. Seeing another one wouldn't prove anything, but run up even more tests and scans that have already been ran.
David