On Thursday the pain seemed to have migrated to my right shoulder. I thought maybe it was just the way I had slept. I'm taking Ambien for sleeping and if I sleep hard I might stay in one awkward position all night and wake up with a kink. Those kinks usually subside and work themselves out. Not this one. The pain was so intense that I cried myself to sleep that night.
Over the next few days, the pain migrated around my body. Left elbow, left knee, right knee, right foot, left wrist and so on and so on. By the time Sunday rolled around I couldn't stand the pain anymore. I went to urgent care. The doctor there was perplexed. The pain had come on practically over night and it was migratory. He suggested I get blood work done. For relief, he prescribed a steroid pack. That seemed to ease the pain.
Before I went to urgent care I had started texting my psyche to see if the anti-depressants that I'm on could have anything to do with this. He said, "very rarely". The anti-depressants I was on had been elevating my blood pressure. That was confirmed when I had my blood pressure taken at urgent care. My blood pressure has always been low. I stopped taking my anti-depressants to rule those out as a possible catalyst to the pain. I didn't want to take yet another pill (blood pressure) to combat the blood pressure caused by an anti-depressant.
I made an appointment with my regular doctor. I made it for a week later for when I was finished with the steroid pack.
The steroids made me so sick that by Wednesday, I stayed home because my stomach was upset. I slept all day until time to go to Domino's and close again. I stopped taking the steroids.
Thursday I went to the doctor and he drew what seemed like a gallon of blood. I asked him to go ahead and test my hormones because I had read that extra progesterone could create symptoms like mine. It would be the following Thursday before the results were in.
Thursday night the bishop stopped by and gave me a blessing. I have to be honest and say that when I get blessings my mind tends to wander. I don't always hear what is being said. When it's over I have to rely on what I remember. In this blessing, it seemed like he mentioned the Word of Wisdom more than one time. I knew I kept the Word of Wisdom in general but maybe it was time to tweak it.
I went to my mom's house. She usually has some left over goodies from her plethora of surgery's. She gave me some muscle relaxers to get through the night. It helped.
Friday, I was in so much pain in my left knee that I could hardly walk. I shuffled around campus with tears in my eyes. There are a pair of crutches in my classroom and I thought about using those but I could also feel the pain starting in my left shoulder. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold myself up. Midway through the day the pain was so unbearable I started full out crying. I called Madison to bring me a pain pill. She did. I only took half because I didn't want to pass out snoring at school. It took the edge off a little. I could still barely move my leg. I had to literally pick it up and move it to get in and out of the car. I had to work at Domino's. A few minutes after my shift started I took the other half of the pill. I knew it was dangerous but I had to do something. Sweet relief. I made it the rest of my shift. I had a few friends that offered to drive me around to deliver pizzas. LOL I also decided to try to finish the steroid pack. It had seemed to take the edge off before. This time it offered no relief.
I researched anti-inflammation online. I knew, from common sense that I needed to change my diet so I researched foods that would combat inflammation. I needed to eat more fresh fruits and vegetables. (I don't eat any, in case you couldn't tell). I needed to eliminate sugar and white flour. Add fish oil and Omega-3 fatty acids, ginger, tumeric. Eliminate High Fructose Corn Syrup and trans fats. I knew my mom drank ginger tea so, I got some of that from her. Yuck! But it seemed to help.
Saturday when I woke up me left leg was fine. The inflammation and pain had moved to both hands. They were swollen. I could barely lift anything. I was able to make it to the grocery store to purchase food to eliminate the inflammation. The new foods seemed to work. By Sunday, I was feeling much better. I had relief for two days.
Monday I was fine. My co-worker and I even started walking around the track during our planning time. I went home and took a nap. Holy Moly! By the time I woke up the pain was back with a vengeance. I barely made it through the night. Only with the help of more meds from my mom.
Tuesday, I called my doctor and begged him to let me come in two days early. I didn't care if the blood tests were in. I needed relief. As I was sitting in his room, some of my blood tests were faxed over. The two that he was most concerned about were still pending, Lyme's disease or Schroeder's Syndrome. Both sound ridiculous to me. But whatever. He gave me a high does steroid shot in the buttocks and then gave me some Lortab (hydrocortisone) and a higher dose prednisone pack.
The pain subsided rather quickly. Now I just feel as high as a kite. The steroids make me hyper and the Lortab is a relaxant. My body doesn't know what to do. I feel like my short term memory is gone. I feel like I'm losing my mind. My temper is short, my nerves are shot, I'm exhausted. Even as I try to recall the events of the last two weeks for this post, the thoughts are jumbled.
But I'm not in pain...
1 comment:
Deb, I've been on steroids many times, for breathing problems, allergies, etc. The side effects are really awful, but there is NOTHING that works as fast or as well as steroids. But you will feel lousy while you are on them--just better than the lousy you felt before. Make sense? Let me know if you need any more amazing advice. :) love you.
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