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It's VERY Late, 5:30 Am And I've Not Been To Bed Yet. I Was Looking Over Some Old Posts Because I Hurt And Can't Sleep. This Is Nothing New.
It Seems That My Back That Was Demolished By That Huge Tumor (45lb, And The Size Of A Large Beachball) Has Gone Beyond Affecting My Knees.
When My Knees Tried To Take Over Some Of The Support That The Spine Was Responsible For, They Became Inflamed And Since They Couldn't Do The Job Of The Spine, They Too Have Become Arthritic.
I Have Official Confirmation Of That Now. The Pain Management Clinic I Use Isn't Helping Me In Spite Of Increasing My Pain Drugs, And Seems To Believe That I Am Exagerating Or Something.
The Pain Drugs Continue To Not Be Very Much Help, And I Continue To Hurt. I Wish They'd Try Something Else, Not More Of The Same.
The Motorized Wheelchair Has Been A Disaster, I've Only Gotten To Use It Once, It Didn't Seem To Work Right, (Although That Could Be Operator Error), It Was Really Embarrising And Frustrating. I Am Now A Bit Afraid Of Said Chair.
I Cannot Use It Inside My Home Either. The Chair Is Huge! I Know My Butt Isn't THAT Big.
The Company I Dealt With Added Some Things That Weren't Necessary In My Opinion, (Including An Uncomfortable Support Cushion That Weighs A Ton!!) And The Whole Thing Is Like An Irish Wolf Hound In A Tiny Studio Effinciey. I'm Trapped With A Monster I Can't Use
I Wish I Wasn't So Angry About Everything, Because I'm Still Not Dealing With Any Of It Well And I'm Feeling Frustrated, Disappointed And My Pain Is Never Really Lower Then About A 7. ( And WOW My Spelling STINKS At A !0! lol)
It Seems That My Back That Was Demolished By That Huge Tumor (45lb, And The Size Of A Large Beachball) Has Gone Beyond Affecting My Knees.
When My Knees Tried To Take Over Some Of The Support That The Spine Was Responsible For, They Became Inflamed And Since They Couldn't Do The Job Of The Spine, They Too Have Become Arthritic.
I Have Official Confirmation Of That Now. The Pain Management Clinic I Use Isn't Helping Me In Spite Of Increasing My Pain Drugs, And Seems To Believe That I Am Exagerating Or Something.
The Pain Drugs Continue To Not Be Very Much Help, And I Continue To Hurt. I Wish They'd Try Something Else, Not More Of The Same.
The Motorized Wheelchair Has Been A Disaster, I've Only Gotten To Use It Once, It Didn't Seem To Work Right, (Although That Could Be Operator Error), It Was Really Embarrising And Frustrating. I Am Now A Bit Afraid Of Said Chair.
I Cannot Use It Inside My Home Either. The Chair Is Huge! I Know My Butt Isn't THAT Big.
The Company I Dealt With Added Some Things That Weren't Necessary In My Opinion, (Including An Uncomfortable Support Cushion That Weighs A Ton!!) And The Whole Thing Is Like An Irish Wolf Hound In A Tiny Studio Effinciey. I'm Trapped With A Monster I Can't Use
I Wish I Wasn't So Angry About Everything, Because I'm Still Not Dealing With Any Of It Well And I'm Feeling Frustrated, Disappointed And My Pain Is Never Really Lower Then About A 7. ( And WOW My Spelling STINKS At A !0! lol)