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New Treatment Plan

The doctor visit yesterday went well. I truly love my family doctor. He is always willing to spend as much time as each patient needs, never rushing anyone out the door, and intently listening to each thing they have to say. Anyway, he and I discussed the pain, inflammation, and continued joint twisting. Previously, he was treating me with Meloxicam, OsteoBioflex, & localized Cortisone shots. I, of course, was also using other forms of relief such as Cheyenne pepper, Turmeric, hot showers, and heat belts. Now, it seems, it is time to treat me globally he said. My inflammation medication has been changed to Diclofenac Sodium & he gave me a sample of Lyrica. I’m going to attempt the anti inflammatory twice a day for a week or 2 and see if I have great improvement. If not, I’ll move on to the ever-so expensive Lyrica. I’ve taken 3 doses of the new anti inflammatory medication so far. With only 3 doses I can already see marked improvement. This morning, my hands were swollen but not near as much. I could even make a fist! I was able to get out of bed on my own! My knees bend with less pain & I am lifting my arms way above my shoulders!

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I decided to look online about this new-to-me anti inflammatory. Sources I found online indicate this medication is used to treat cancer, rheumatoid arthritis, & fibromyalgia patients for pain. That made perfect sense, because pain results from the mass inflammation that occurs in these diseases. So, I’m hopeful 🙂 I just know there’s an adventure waiting on me out there & soon, I’ll get to live it again! 🙂 I’m not sure if anyone has ever kicked rheumatoid arthritis’ butt before, but I’m not giving up until I have!!!

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Doctor Day

Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve gradually become a grumpy gus. It seems that the aches & pains in my body have intensified of late. Nick continually had been encouraging me to go to the doctor to seek treatment, which I was avoiding. So, today is Dr day.
I very much dread going to the doctor. I don’t like medicine and I don’t like admitting that I can’t or won’t get better on my own 😦 Every visit since my family doctor changed practices has been odd. The last time I saw him, he didn’t seem happy. I guess being a doctor isn’t an easy profession anyway, but he use to have a spring in his step that seemed to be missing last time.
Anyway, today I’ll talk to him about the arthritis and it’s mean friends: pain, inflammation, and twisting joints. Here’s hoping he can put me on a treatment plan to slow this unkind disease and give me quality of life back. It’s hiking time in Tennessee & I want to hike, run, walk, and begin an exercise program badly!

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Yet another evil of PTSD

Another evil of PTSD is depression. It’s not always present and can be controlled for some by medication.

I hate depression. It rips life from a person and steals tears from its miss-perceived victims. Depression can take a beautiful day and make it cloudy, gloomy, and undesirable. It has much company when it takes root in one’s soul; for it invites anger, sadness, and self loathing with it. These rascally fiends take over and throw a misery party showcasing every wrong move, thought, word spoken, or deed done in the past. Their heart wrenching film plays over and over until the unassuming audience has become completely trapped by its clutches.

Depression is a beastly evil of PTSD.

Depression is one of the most commonly occurring disorders in PTSD. In fact, it has been found that among people who have or have had a diagnosis of PTSD, approximately 48% also had current or past depression. People who have had PTSD at some point in their life are almost 7 times as likely as people without PTSD to also have depression. Another study found that 44.5% of people with PTSD one month after experiencing a traumatic event also had a diagnosis of depression.

For more information on how PTSD and depression could be linked click here.

For another view on depression click here.Click Me, Click Me!

So, the question is, how does someone with depression associated with PTSD cope? PRAYER! A lot of Prayer!!

On this roller coaster ride we call life, there are always rainbows after every storm. We have to choose to see the rainbow instead of the destruction that the storm left in its wake. It’s also a lot easier to write about it than to put it into practice, by the way 😉

I need a game plan. I need to figure out why I stop wanting to take part in life. The Lord and I are the only two that can work together on this giant feat and obtain any lasting success. Medication will only place a bandage over the wound that depression leaves. The longer I let it wound me, the deeper and larger that wound will be. I can’t let that wound turn into a scar or I will have given up and become lost in the misery party that depression wants to host.

Here I go! Wish me luck!! 🙂 I’m ready to tackle the evil beastly depression monster brought along with the sinister PTSD villan!!

Post Concussion Syndrome

If banging my head hard enough to black out wasn’t enough of an eye opener, I’ve had an opportunity to see the compassionate nature of people & the uncaring, self absorbed part of a few people as well.

Plaqued by strange symptoms, fears of fading memories, and the anxiety that comes with this type of accident, have allowed me to see life differently again.

On Sunday night, July 10th, I had experienced enough pain in various places to scare me into going to the ER. Over the course of 3 days, my left leg kept going to sleep (numb) at random times. It didn’t last long at first, just a few minutes. Then I would have have a pain in my right arm. My head continued to pound an enormous drum. Then my right leg started to pain up, as if I had ciatica. I drove myself to Ft Sanders Hospital ER. There I had a CT scan done (after I peed in a cup because they thought I could be a druggee) or had a concussion. The Dr came to me a few hours later & told me that I would be fine. He said you have PCS (Post Concussion Syndrome). He told me to go home & sleep for 24 hrs, with no stress, noise, or bright lights.

Wow, this was sounding more & more like a migraine, not a concussion. I know migraines too well! Anyway, they decided that I just needed to rest.

To be honest, I’m not sure how I got home that evening. I don’t remember much from that point.
I actually don’t remember what I wrote above either. I must have written this entry the day of or the day after. I find myself with short term memory farts now. The one thing I do remember & may never forget is how my boss handled it.

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