Jun 07, 2006 10:56
So yeah, this is what I get from a 1 1/2 hr round trip drive this morning:
My right leg and hip are throbbing like a b*tch. it feels like I've been staked and chained to the ground and there are a million somethings gnawing away at my flesh and bones.
My upper chest and rib cage is on fire from being poked and prodded for 5 minutes.
My eyes are red from crying and I'm thouroughly embarresed my doc reduced me to tears by his examination.
It's my pain mangement specialist I'm seeing this morning. Isn't that a laugh.
And what the F*ck did he do for me? Nothing. All I got out of the visit was renewals of prescriptions that only half work for my pain.
Gah! Give me some injections or shots or something with morphine dammit! I'm suffering here!
Last week I got some lurvely lidocaine shots in my back that are working nicely, can't they do the same for my knees/hip? I have Costochondritis (an inflammation of the cartilage that connects a rib to the breastbone) and when it's really, really bad patients are often give toradol shots. Gimme one, PLEASE!.
I'm just too damn intimidated by my doc to speak up and DEMAND the heavy drugs (oxycontin, etc) that I know many fibro/cfids patients use as rescue meds when the pain is Level 10. I'm such a weenie. Sigh, I guess it's why I have a wiener doggie. I'm off to pet him and try to relax. Maybe the afternoon will be better.
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