Res Ipsa Loquitur

So sorry, Rita. We'll all have to get together for dinner so Mike and I can listen to the horror stories.

I have a really icky Myelogram story if you want to hear it. :)

Rita, I'm so sorry. You know I can relate to you. Next week I have to go back to my neurologist to repeat my nerve conduction study etc. and I am NOT looking forward to it.

Hang in there, girl. You are strong and you'll get through it and have a lovely anniversary.

I'm glad you have a doctor like that. It makes all the difference. I am praying for you.

I do, Matt. Bring it on. I take it that it was a good idea to arrange for Mike to take me there & back?

Now Miss Vicki don't you worry about me, I'll survive....though some of my doctors may not.

;-)

I don't dread the nerve conduction thing too much, at least I know what to expect from that. Though it does make me glad that when I was a kid, I never took that dare to pee on Grandma's electric fence. lol

But I'm not too thrilled with the thought of someone sticking a needle in my back. That's what I'm dreading. How bad is it?

Hello Rita
I come to you via Matt&Vicky whom I came to know through sondrak.com

No one hates to be inconvenienced physically or medically *more* than I do. When I came out of ICU after 22 days of being in complete La-La Land I couldn't wait to get home albeit I was 10 more days in rehab. Man, was I in bad shape. When I came home I didn't want to go to sleep. I was afraid. The operation (lung) was a harrowing expierence. I thank God every day for, well--every day!

I'm alive and still able to help my sister who is a widow and also my twin even though I've bee disabled for the last 6 years. I got over being depressed after the first year.

I don't take too well to having my skin pierced. I had a post in my chest and every 6 hours I had 3 differnt antibios I had to administer to myself. If you saw my post at SK I mentioned it was pretty interestesting in that the meds were in these plastic balls that I would hook into the post in my chest. What was wierd was shooting the saline first. I am a wuz when it comes to stuff like this. I had to do that daily for 4 weeks. And quite frankly it couldn't end soon enough for me.

When I once was a lively, and svelt and physcially active man I am now limited from 2 back operatons, one knee replacement and a lung operation that has left me a little short on breath. But I'm alive. And not doing too bad. I've just jumped into your present situation so I don't know how long you have put up with the pain you're expierencing right now. I can tell you that after being laid up for a year and a half I went through every diagnosis know to Neuros. I got what you're getting too. Doesn't hurt.

Let me know if you care to what or how long your problem has persisted.
Best To You Rita,
LLoyd

It's been ongoing for about a year now, Lloyd. I'm not concerned about the pain; short-term pain's no big deal. I just don't like the idea of someone sticking a needle into my spine.

It's the chronic pain that'll wear you down. I've had a so-far undiagnosible auto-immune disorder since the mid-1980's. I'm in some kind of pain most of the time. But it's manageable. This nerve pain, though, is more than I care to put up with long-term.

It's frustrating because most of my tests are coming back borderline high, and my doctors don't seem to want to do anything until it gets worse. I would rather be more proactive. And I suspect, if they could trade bodies with me for a week, so would they.

Comes from living in an area with too many lawyers, I imagine.