Walking is a fickle thing
I do think, given the state of things, that I would give anything to be able to walk properly again. Or, at the least, to not hurt every day.
I mean, it's kind of cool having this association with the character House complete with cane, blazer & jeans, prescription bottle in pocket and scruff, but the pain that Hugh Laurie tries to convey is a far cry from what reality is. I do like having the cane, I'll admit.
The insidious thing is, well, two things: a) not knowing when I'll have a good day and when I'll have a bad day and b) not knowing what's making my leg hurt. The implications of b) are that it is impossible to say whether to treat the afflicted area with cold or heat. Should the joint be immobilized or worked through its range of motion? The only avenue of some relief are anti-inflamatory medications, of which, I'm becoming tolerant to. I'm at double my daily Celebrex load than a year ago - putting me into heart attack territory.
It's amazing how little focus there is in this post. Amidst constant agony, your world gets very small, I suppose. Things like themes and some sort of plan for what I'm doing are gone by the way side. Apologies for the disorganized rant...
In other news, the den reconstruction project is complete. It's been complete for a while, but I haven't had a chance to go take photos. Mostly on account of mind numbing pain. Partially on account of having a lot of work to do. I'll try to make the next post a picture post.
I mean, it's kind of cool having this association with the character House complete with cane, blazer & jeans, prescription bottle in pocket and scruff, but the pain that Hugh Laurie tries to convey is a far cry from what reality is. I do like having the cane, I'll admit.
The insidious thing is, well, two things: a) not knowing when I'll have a good day and when I'll have a bad day and b) not knowing what's making my leg hurt. The implications of b) are that it is impossible to say whether to treat the afflicted area with cold or heat. Should the joint be immobilized or worked through its range of motion? The only avenue of some relief are anti-inflamatory medications, of which, I'm becoming tolerant to. I'm at double my daily Celebrex load than a year ago - putting me into heart attack territory.
It's amazing how little focus there is in this post. Amidst constant agony, your world gets very small, I suppose. Things like themes and some sort of plan for what I'm doing are gone by the way side. Apologies for the disorganized rant...
In other news, the den reconstruction project is complete. It's been complete for a while, but I haven't had a chance to go take photos. Mostly on account of mind numbing pain. Partially on account of having a lot of work to do. I'll try to make the next post a picture post.