Sep 20, 2012 19:38
Dear Baclofen: Where the fuck have you been all my life? My doctors should have considered you as soon as I was diagnosed with Spastic Cerebral Palsy. But none of them knew. Why did nobody know until now? No wonder the pain specialist's CRNP was so surprised that I never knew. No wonder she gave me a prescription right away and told me to take up to three 10 mg pills a day.
Oh, and also, I love you. I love you very, very much.
You guys, you guys, I am not spastic. I am having no spasms. This is so weird. What the fuck? What's going on? Seriously, why am I not spastic? Why do I have no tremors? Why is my left side so loose and not hurting? This does not feel normal. This is not my normal. Guys, is this normal? Seriously? This is so fucking weird.
I really have to idea how to feel or what to think. I... I kind of feel cheated. Should I have been on Baclofen all this time? This is a really good thing, right?
So, according to what I discussed with the Nurse Practitioner and the Pain Physician, my daily pain pill routine will be: Two pills of Ultram (50 mg each) in the morning, one or two pills of Soma (350 mg each) in the afternoon taken at least two hours apart, and one or two pills of Baclofen (10 mg each) in the evening taken at least two hours apart. And if I am in so much mind-blowing pain that there is no existing scale number, I can take a Codeine-Tylenol on top of it all.
That sounds ideal and good to me. I will return to the office every month to have check-ups and receive physical print-outs of all my prescriptions to take to the pharmacy (rather than having the office just fax everything, since I am taking controlled substances).
This Baclofen thing... I almost feel sad. I mean, did it really take almost my whole life for someone to realize that it was available for me?
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