pain up to eleven today; also bad for last several days but not this bad. probably why I've been feeling awful and emotionally screwy all week (not helped because sleep is broken etc.) methadone + celebrex + two percocet + heat help some but not a huge amount. exhausted. lowgrade fever? something. sweaty anyway, pain in all diodes down left side ( Read more... )

I'm noticing my breakthrough pain getting worse. I made an appointment with my doctor in five weeks, figuring I can chart the pain between now and then to get a better idea of whether i need to increase my methadone or not. Anyone have any tips or tricks or handy ways to do that other than the scribble down semi-legibly in a notebook method?

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I am exhausted and in pain, but I have been to the breakfast (and lived through it) and the post office and the Lesbian Bookstore™ and the drugstore, and I have purchased Things; and I have not died (although I really want to given this pain) and the breakfast was not as bad as I dreaded. I talked to a few people (a very few) and Chris talked to ( Read more... )

First appointment: orthopedic surgeon ( Read more... )

I woke up with my left hand in a random claw shape and my left shoulder (lesser extent the elbow) screaming at me for a multitude of imagined sins. The hand was comforted by some stretches, and the new heating pad (which largely rocks because it has moist and dry heat and therapy settings so it can shut itself off after a certain amount of time ( Read more... )

dear left hip ( Read more... )

I have yet to figure out how the heat works in this apartment, which means that every single joint in my body is all 'HI THAR PAIN FOR YOU HA HA HA.' every morning. We have heaters and thermostats but the heating controls lack any sort of indicator as to what is 'on', nevermind temperature ( Read more... )

So I accidentally fell asleep after the boys had left and woke up again at noon. Given that my hip and other joints were being annoying for a good few hours last night, I'm not especially surprised. I am worried when that sort of thing happens, given that if I continue on the pastry school path I'm going to have a lot of early mornings (classes ( Read more... )

overcoming learned fear and depression. (also deals with anxiety, fibro pain, etc. etc.) clickie from my lovely girl, who has a beautiful brain.

Fell on face (tripped over toes) (yes, toes) this afternoon. The usual agonies occurred, mostly of the bodily bruising, weak knees and self-hatred variety. Bruised the living fuck out of three of my toes; screwed up most joints and delivered another near-fatal blow to my dignity. (Sadly the dignity blows are never fatal. I almost wish they were, ( Read more... )