Illumination
Originally published 10/27/2004.
Well it's been a week today since I was laid up with this stupid back problem. I'm moving pretty good again, it's just really difficult to stand for a long time or to pick up the boys. Tony was home with me for 3 work days, plus the weekend, so I really couldn't ask much more of him.
Now onto my diatribe about incompetent medical workers. I go to the ER last Wednesday night. My back had started to lock up about 11 am that day and by 5 pm I was almost completely immobile. So this doctor pokes at my back a little, tells me it's acute sciatica (duh) and gets on his soapbox about my weight. He says to me, I shit you not, "You're writing checks your body can't cash." ROFLMFAO. Let's just say he lost me right there. The rest of what he said was similar to the Charlie Brown teacher until he told me the drugs he'd be giving me and what to do for the next week. First of all, sciatica has nothing to do with your weight. TONS of people have problems with their sciatic nerve who aren't an ounce overweight. So then he goes on to tell me I should lay flat for 48-72 hours. Ok genius. That'll only make it worse and stiffer. But the beauty part was he gave me a pain reliever and a "muscle relaxer" to take. He offered me a shot to get me started but I said, no thanks...I'll wait for the pills.
So we go home. Turns out he gave me Vicodin (which didn't do jack shit for the pain, but did make me throw up buckets by day 3) and Diazepam, which, is NOT a muscle relaxer, but valium. I stay on my back for the first 24 hours and by Friday morning I want to die. There is NO comfortable position, the pain is excrutiating, I mean, it's all I can do to get to the bathroom. I called my regular doc, who prescribes me an anti inflammatory and tells me NOT to stay lying down but to move as tolerable. So with the new instruction, by Saturday afternoon I'm walking again. Sunday I actually got the grocery store but had to use one of those motorized scooter carts (UGH). It was worth it to get out of the house though.
Tony stayed home again Monday, but had to return to work yesterday, and is a madman trying to catch up now. Today I'm moving around as normal just careful with the bending and lifting. Still a measure of pain...I don't know how people with constant chronic back pain do it.
Off to work on finances...
Well it's been a week today since I was laid up with this stupid back problem. I'm moving pretty good again, it's just really difficult to stand for a long time or to pick up the boys. Tony was home with me for 3 work days, plus the weekend, so I really couldn't ask much more of him.
Now onto my diatribe about incompetent medical workers. I go to the ER last Wednesday night. My back had started to lock up about 11 am that day and by 5 pm I was almost completely immobile. So this doctor pokes at my back a little, tells me it's acute sciatica (duh) and gets on his soapbox about my weight. He says to me, I shit you not, "You're writing checks your body can't cash." ROFLMFAO. Let's just say he lost me right there. The rest of what he said was similar to the Charlie Brown teacher until he told me the drugs he'd be giving me and what to do for the next week. First of all, sciatica has nothing to do with your weight. TONS of people have problems with their sciatic nerve who aren't an ounce overweight. So then he goes on to tell me I should lay flat for 48-72 hours. Ok genius. That'll only make it worse and stiffer. But the beauty part was he gave me a pain reliever and a "muscle relaxer" to take. He offered me a shot to get me started but I said, no thanks...I'll wait for the pills.
So we go home. Turns out he gave me Vicodin (which didn't do jack shit for the pain, but did make me throw up buckets by day 3) and Diazepam, which, is NOT a muscle relaxer, but valium. I stay on my back for the first 24 hours and by Friday morning I want to die. There is NO comfortable position, the pain is excrutiating, I mean, it's all I can do to get to the bathroom. I called my regular doc, who prescribes me an anti inflammatory and tells me NOT to stay lying down but to move as tolerable. So with the new instruction, by Saturday afternoon I'm walking again. Sunday I actually got the grocery store but had to use one of those motorized scooter carts (UGH). It was worth it to get out of the house though.
Tony stayed home again Monday, but had to return to work yesterday, and is a madman trying to catch up now. Today I'm moving around as normal just careful with the bending and lifting. Still a measure of pain...I don't know how people with constant chronic back pain do it.
Off to work on finances...
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