... On a Cold and Frosty Morning

Oct 15, 2015 01:51

I have two more appointments at St Thomas's Hospital, Westminster, London. On 22nd October and 2nd November - for diagnostic procedures, not treatment. (The first appt was on 2nd October - what is it with my new consultant and the number 2?)

On 2nd November I am going to have another whole spine (and pelvis) MRI, imaging from my head to my thighs - ninety minutes of, "Please stop moving," / "I'm not really *moving* - I have nerve damage. I get uncontrollable muscle spasms if I stay in one position for too long, especially if there's pressure on my spine." As I said previously, the last time they did one, I literally could not get off the bench at the end because my lumbar spine and pelvis had completely seized-up.

STH is three-and-a-half to four hours away from where I live in Suffolk.

Doing that journey six times (there-and-back x three appointments) in the space of one calendar month.

Without steroids.

Fuck. Me.

I am NOT looking forward to November - damp and cold and dark days are bad enough for stiffness and pain and SAD, but counting up "bad for my back" points here, things are not looking good. If you do not see me online at all...

real life: disability, real life: health - scans, real life: chronic pain

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