Who the F*@% am i shaving my legs for?/What do you do when your life is in the hands of another?

Hello,

To begin with i feel like i should start my blog with like a 'dear diary...' attitude because that's what it is essentially. Anyway I'm blogging about my week. My week was mostly made up of sleep and watching either TV shows or DVD's of TV shows. Interesting stuff huh? yeah that's how my life runs. Well here's the story of my week in BOLD


Well actually it started off with on Monday i rang the pain clinic that i was with for the past year and a bit, because although i don't necessarily get along with the doctor there, i have complete trust in their Physio, and value her opinion. I rang up and asked for an appointment and I got told because i have not been in since January, i was going to have wait up to 3 months for an appointment. This particular pain clinic has a 3-6 month waiting list for new patients so i naturally felt like I WAS BEING PUNISHED for not being in pain, or better yet, did not need their services for so long. I was incredibly angry. I chose not to take the end of December appointment because who knows what will have happened by then.



On Tuesday i had an appointment to see the GP. I see him on a pretty much 10 day basis, and for one time i was glad to see him. You see, he had taken two weeks leave, and not left any notice for another doctor who i was going to have to see in order to get my medication from. Nor had he discussed my situation with any other doctor in the clinic, so in order to get the medication i need every 10 days, i had to go through the same old story of what happened to me (ski accident - surgery 1, surgery 2, surgery 3 etc) to get what i needed to get me through till when my GP came back. My GP is fairly laid back and told me to continue treating my pain with the medication, after i told him i felt i had hit the end of what i can bear. rock bottom. the end. depression. Its just keep on truckin'


Wednesday, Mum rang the pain clinic, got the nice receptionist who put mum through to the physio, and once mum had explained the problem, the physio said "i had scheduled in administrative work Friday morning but come in then, ill see her" Bless her and my mum. what would i do without her.

Also on Wednesday i rang my surgeons office and spoke to his PA. I got told he had been forced to take a week off by his wife. Understandable when your at work at 7am and don't get home till after 8pm on some nights and have young children. However I had discussing what i wanted to say to him with mum, and i honestly didn't think i had the guts to say it to him because i knew I'd get emotional, so i told it all to his PA instead. I still got emotional but, it felt better out than in. His PA was an Orthopedic nurse so she's down with the lingo, if you know what i mean. I pretty much questioned:

- If its the tissue around and inside the joint cant we eliminate the problem? Can he do a partial hip replacement to do so, or..

- How long do we have to dance around the problem of the tissue in the hip causing me problems ? and

- How many times do i have to go through this for months at a time before you'll (he'll) do anything about it? 4, 5,10?

- I'M 22 for gods sake, trying my hardest to continue with life and my studies, with something that is holding me back constantly. I know i suffer from chronic pain. That's from the nerve damage, which I've had from day one after the surgery. I have managed to deal with that since, however when pain like the one I'm in now arrives, this is not something that can be treated with mind over matter, and physio and everything else that is involved in pain management.Ive done that before. I know when somethings wrong. Do I have to spend the next 10 months in and out of hospitals like i did last year before you take my word on something is mechanically wrong, or do you want to wait it out and make me prove you wrong again? Well if only my surgeon read this blog because he might understand how bloody angry that it makes me. I litterly feel like Ive hit the end.



I sleep all day, I'm awake most of the night. Sleep isn't a quality sleep. Its so difficult to shower now, and causes so much pain and so much effort I'm only showering once a week. And that's not a nice thing to put out there on the Internet people. i don't want to admit that but this is what its come to and I'm being brutally honest. I showered this evening and somehow found myself shaving my legs. Who am i doing that for? i hardly leave the house anymore, i don't see many people. Most social contact is unfortunately either txt or over social networking sites. I guess that's the one bit of vanity I've got left in me. I shaved my legs for me i guess.

Thursday: i don't remember much about this day, which probably means i slept the day away, however i do remember measuring my legs at night. I previously measured them after i finished up an assignment of exercise and since June, which has been the onset of pain, so i have been doing nothing, i have lost

7.5cm of hips/bum

2cm (R)(L) top thigh (under the bum)

2cm off (R) mid thigh

5cm off (L) mid thigh

2 cm of (R) calf and 3cm of (L) calf.

Friday: Friday was the biggest day of all! i went to the physio, she gave me exercise to help combat muscle wastage which i can now physically see, answered a few of my previous questions, and ultra-sounded my hip. The i went to Aldi, where i bought a laminator. Word is that it has been a very expensive maths assignmnet due to all the laminating costs, and altho i havnt got round to it yet, this is my first step to doing my assignments when i can. I also bought a paper cutting maching thingo.. you know, you measure your paper and then slide the blade across.. the word for it has escaped me for the time being but... It was a very big day out for me.

Sat/Sun almost didnt exist because i slept through all of it.

To sum up what to me has been a shitty week, has actually been fairly good. i saw the GP, physio, did i mention the chiropractor on monday? probably not.. she put my "major crutch back" back in place.. and i got to tell my surgeons PA what i was really feeling. MY life and wellbeing are in my surgeons hands now, and he has to decide what to do with it. Im over it.

At least i get to countdown 11 days to another birthday spent on crutches. could it get anymore depressing?

PS i wrote this all out earlier only to lose it to a problem error. the first draft was better.

signing out,

Jen xx

another week another doctors appointment...lets hope this one fits

Hello readers,
As the title of this post tells you, i seem to pretty much see a doctor every week. These doctors range from my GP, surgeon, Neurologist, and now ill be off to see (another...) pain specialist.

However on Friday i had a miraculous outcome. I was at the neurologists, and after discussing my current pain situation and all, he examined e and said "I think you have something called meralgia paresthetica. It's an entrapment of the femoral cutaneous nerve which we can fix by either giving you a cortisone injection (into the groin) or you'd need to lose 15-20kg"

It's been a long time since I've had a doctor be so confident in their diagnoses, and although im not entirly confident that this is all that is causing my pain, I hope it may give me some relief.

Now I'm not afraid to admit I'm a big girl. I weigh roughly round 100kg and could stand to lose a few (ive already lost over 9kg!!), but even when i was super fit and had hardly any fat on me (<25% in 2002-2003) I still weighed 82kg. All chronic pain patients know, and are told repeatably (mostly when your feeling your worst) that weight loss will help improve your situation and help with the pain. However, to achieve this acquired goal, when your in such a situation is rather hard, as it is often hard enough just to shower and get out of bed for the day, let alone go out for a jog!

Anyway I'm clearly going to have the cortisone injection, and luckily enough i was able to be fit in to have it done on Friday the 4th. It will take a few weeks for the injection to work, and if the diagnosis was correct, i should slowly have a decrease in pain over a period of about 3 weeks. Right now id give anything to get rid of this pain in my groin. It's right where the adductor muscle or shall i say it's ligament, joins onto the pelvic bone. Its quite an awkward place, and lucky for me, that's where the injection will be going in. I've already been warned its quite a painful process. fingers crossed, the doc injects the cortisone into the right nerve and also its the right diagnosis!

In my last post I discussed depression and whether or not you know if your going through it? With the guidance of a new friend, someone I've never met, yet I feel like I've known her, or somehow I am her, assured me that at some point we all get depressed to some degree about what we are going through. Since my last post, and reading her comment, I've tried to get up each day for a purpose. Even if it was just going to the supermarket with a neighbour, just to get out of the house. I even hope to return to uni this week. With each of these ups and downs, its getting easier to distinguish the real ones, not just the ones in between.

signing out,
Jen xx

PS: Yes, I know there are many ways and combinations to lose weight other than just going out for a jog, however its not as catchy and as good as that sentance. :)

lyrics...

Do you ever have one of those day's where your listening to music and feel it somehow reflects your life? well i was watching idol last night and caught some young boy singing Gnarls Barkly's Crazy and i felt thast how i feel.

you see the lyrics go:

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space

And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly

And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice

Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control

Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me

My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done

Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably

Now Ive sort of interpreted that as -

Remember when we were were younger, and had no care in the world?

Now that we've grown older and the damage is done, we can't change what we have done but we know how to turn our life around...

Enjoy your life, now that you know who and what's around you,

Theres a reason for this, and you have to get through it because you set out to achieve your goals....

Now I'm not quite sure why this song hit me like it did, maybe the chorus because Ive been thinking a lot about depression lately. Am I depressed? Am I falling into that category? Ive been at home for two weeks now. One week was teaching rounds, which i couldn't do, and the second i couldn't physically get to uni, But in these two weeks my pain medication has doubled and I'm sleeping from 3/4am through till 5-6pm. There hasn't been much of a reason to get out of bed except take more pain medications and feed the dog and the cat. I don't know if I'm so drowsy because of the massive amounts of pain meds? (which are helping!!! but no one can live this way), I'm barely eating, because when I'm in pain I don't get hungry and one of the side effects of one of my medications is a food suppressant.

I am going to see my GP on Monday to try and sort out some sort of middle ground. The amount of medication I'm taking is helping but it isn't sustainable for any body..

20mg Oxycontin - am/pm

12.5mg topamax - pm

50mg allegron - pm

+ imobrufen, Valium (7.5mg) and endone (10mg) when needed. So far Ive been taking the valium morning and night, but I've cut down on the endone because it makes me itchy.

...and as far as they can see (with MRI) there isn't anything wrong physically with my hip except swelling. It upsets me that people just pass me around doctor to doctor. "Here, go see this person"... they dont care that its going to take 6 weeks to get an appointment. That's what they've done this time. I'm supposedly off to see a chronic pain doctor who deals with soft tissue injuries. I'm most likely going to get the same pain spiel from the other pain specialists Ive seen.

until another day, im off to see the neurologist tomorrow, or shall i say today... lets see what he has to say for him self.

signing out,

Jen xx