Settling for a good whine...
...since crying about it would just make me a Big Damn Baby. Which I feel like being right now. But one must keep up appearances for the sake of one's street creds.
I am in constant and unrelenting pain. Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. It's been building and building for the last, oh, six months and more, until it has reached the crechendo that I am (not) enjoying today.
It is the continuing saga of my back and neck.
The chiropractor doesn't help. The massage therapist doesn't help (though I am NOT giving that up). Pain medicine may as well be sugar pills. There exists no comfortable position to sit in or lay in, not for a moment. It's a constant, burning, immobilizing stiffness and pain that extends from just below my shoulder blades, up my neck, and to the base of my skull. It's painful to not touch. It's painful to touch. I can't turn my head in either direction very far. Touching my toes is agony ("aaah-goooo-neeee").
I've tried all my usual tricks. Paying extra attention to my posture (which is normally pretty good anyway, thank you childhood ballet). Sleeping at night with my lumbar points supported (neck pillow, rolled towel along my spine, pillow under my knees). Strengthening my abdominal muscles. Doing the stretches my doctor recommended. Mediatation. Deep breathing. Taking eight Advil in the span of three hours. Drinking a half a bottle of wine.
Nothing at all is working, and I'm at the end of my endurance. It's beginning to seem that I will live the rest of my life as one of those poor beings living with chronic pain, unrelenting and unforgiveable for the rest of my days.
Melodrama. It's good for the soul. It does nothing for my back, though.
I think I may have a cry, after all.
I am in constant and unrelenting pain. Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. It's been building and building for the last, oh, six months and more, until it has reached the crechendo that I am (not) enjoying today.
It is the continuing saga of my back and neck.
The chiropractor doesn't help. The massage therapist doesn't help (though I am NOT giving that up). Pain medicine may as well be sugar pills. There exists no comfortable position to sit in or lay in, not for a moment. It's a constant, burning, immobilizing stiffness and pain that extends from just below my shoulder blades, up my neck, and to the base of my skull. It's painful to not touch. It's painful to touch. I can't turn my head in either direction very far. Touching my toes is agony ("aaah-goooo-neeee").
I've tried all my usual tricks. Paying extra attention to my posture (which is normally pretty good anyway, thank you childhood ballet). Sleeping at night with my lumbar points supported (neck pillow, rolled towel along my spine, pillow under my knees). Strengthening my abdominal muscles. Doing the stretches my doctor recommended. Mediatation. Deep breathing. Taking eight Advil in the span of three hours. Drinking a half a bottle of wine.
Nothing at all is working, and I'm at the end of my endurance. It's beginning to seem that I will live the rest of my life as one of those poor beings living with chronic pain, unrelenting and unforgiveable for the rest of my days.
Melodrama. It's good for the soul. It does nothing for my back, though.
I think I may have a cry, after all.
Does your doctor know what's causing it? There's got to be *something* that can be done - no one should have to live with chronic pain.
Posted by
Amanda |
6:57 AM
Have you tried accupuncture?
Posted by
H Weller |
9:28 AM
I was having similar problems with nothing really helping much...then I went to a physical therapist and she was able to give me strengthening exercises that relieved the majority of the pain within a week. My problem was caused by my shoulder blades hanging too low down my back because my trapezius muscles had gotten too long...Seriously - you should at least see a physical therapist for a consultation.
Posted by
Anonymous |
12:55 PM