After two days of somewhat controllable pain, yesterday was the mother of no control whatsoever. By 2pm, I was completely worn out from the pain in my feet and hands. I was either pacing or holding still. It was even too much to eat anything, cause that would have required using my hands. Either the pain or the steroids are making me nauseous. Can't remember if that's one of the symptoms. My thinking is broken.
Holding a book hurts. Turning a page is horrendous. Well, impossible.
Touching the dogs hurt.
Putting on clothes hurts. The sheets hurt.
The temperature of the air hurts. It's never right when the pain is visiting.
The skin surface of one leg bothers the skin surface of the other leg. This makes it difficult to sleep comfortably.
Is it the cold? The pain came on like gang-busters when the cold came. When there was 20 - 40 degrees difference between the night and the day for several days in a row.
The doctor scared me. He said he was at the end of his knowledge as far as MS and pain was concerned. He was disgusted that my neurologist doesn't want to have anything to do with treating my pain. I have a feeling it's because I'm a Medicare patient. Solving pain requires multiple visits, much tweaking of meds and doses. Asshole.
Reason #11 for moving to San Francisco: Research clinics and real pain clinics, and drug trial opportunities.
Ahem. Ask me what happens when my dogs get attacked by another big dog again with me on 'roids'.
It wasn't pretty.
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Jacob Poems
What happens when another dog attacks your dog when you are on roids?
Also, how is today? Wish to hell I had answers.
Posted by: TC | Thursday, October 12, 2006 at 12:01 PM
*hugs* (if you can take them, though virtual ones wouldn't be such a problem)
Posted by: Gosling | Thursday, October 12, 2006 at 02:16 PM