Out of Commission
Not typing too much as I have had yet another injection to the shoulder. Not the usual Right shoulder but the left. Now I ask you is this fair? What the heck is happening to me? For about 5 years now my right rotator cuff has been messed up and I have had to get 4 injections to it. Doc said it was from a sports injury I surely did in High School......Little does he know I didn't do sports in High School. Whatever.....
I still don't want to ever go through that kind of pain ever again. I aggravated it while caring for mom. I had no idea something was going on with my left one until after I received my last injection for the right shoulder. For months I have awoken at nite to feel as though I have no arms at all and cannot wiggle myself up to go to the restroom. Horrible feeling. One nite it was so terrible I couldn't pull up my own pants and got so upset I hollered at my arm to WAKE UP already.
That didn't help.....it seemed like forever before the feeling came back into the left arm. I knew then I was probably dealing with the same problem as my right arm. Earlier in the week I was out and while getting into the car I leaned my arm on the center console....Big deal you would think....Think again. I think I jumped back out of that car as if a snake had been in there and bit me. The pain was awful. Shot up through my neck and was so sudden I could hardly breathe. Then I remembered.......that was just the pain I had from my right shoulder when I aggravated it with mom. I got nervous. I knew I had to baby it all week as I had an appointment on Friday.
So at the Doc yesterday I got an injection.
WOW~O~WOW.... is what I have to say about that. I do not remember any injections I have had so far to even remotely compare to the pain this one caused. Evidently my left shoulder is worse than I thought. Or at least according to the doc. Usually the injection is pretty simple and quick. (Well as far as injections go) A sharp "STICK" and then a Harsh "BURN"......sometimes a bit of Pressure following. The "BURN" seemed to Burn a bit longer than usual and when the pressure started.....I honestly didn't think it would ever quit. The doc and nurse kept talking to me as I know I was making some weird faces trying NOT to show the pain, but I know I jumped more than once on this one. I even joked that the needle surely broke off on the jump, then worrying if it had the pain was so bad.....Then the nurse said to the doc something about me taking the painful injection better than most, even with all the funky faces, and he started telling her about me having such a high tolerance for pain......I think at that moment I almost wanted to scream......no matter how much he was complimenting me.
So last nite, needless to say was a bit intolerable. We had went to the doc without eating as the appointment was so early, and he mentioned the numbness might wear off in about an hour. So we hurried to eat and before I even got back home I was miserable. I let dad know as soon as I got home he was on his own for dinner. I could hardly sit comfortably, and had a hard time for personal time with one arm let alone trying to do dinner. I was hoping he might mention he would go get something or Heaven Forbid, fix something for us all. But not a chance.
Guess it will take a lot more than me being in miserable pain, or for any reason for that matter, for him to do something for me.
Oops....did I say that outloud? Sorry didn't mean for this to be a complaining, whining post. It isn't all about me.
Wait a minute...yes it is........:)
I still don't want to ever go through that kind of pain ever again. I aggravated it while caring for mom. I had no idea something was going on with my left one until after I received my last injection for the right shoulder. For months I have awoken at nite to feel as though I have no arms at all and cannot wiggle myself up to go to the restroom. Horrible feeling. One nite it was so terrible I couldn't pull up my own pants and got so upset I hollered at my arm to WAKE UP already.
That didn't help.....it seemed like forever before the feeling came back into the left arm. I knew then I was probably dealing with the same problem as my right arm. Earlier in the week I was out and while getting into the car I leaned my arm on the center console....Big deal you would think....Think again. I think I jumped back out of that car as if a snake had been in there and bit me. The pain was awful. Shot up through my neck and was so sudden I could hardly breathe. Then I remembered.......that was just the pain I had from my right shoulder when I aggravated it with mom. I got nervous. I knew I had to baby it all week as I had an appointment on Friday.
So at the Doc yesterday I got an injection.
WOW~O~WOW.... is what I have to say about that. I do not remember any injections I have had so far to even remotely compare to the pain this one caused. Evidently my left shoulder is worse than I thought. Or at least according to the doc. Usually the injection is pretty simple and quick. (Well as far as injections go) A sharp "STICK" and then a Harsh "BURN"......sometimes a bit of Pressure following. The "BURN" seemed to Burn a bit longer than usual and when the pressure started.....I honestly didn't think it would ever quit. The doc and nurse kept talking to me as I know I was making some weird faces trying NOT to show the pain, but I know I jumped more than once on this one. I even joked that the needle surely broke off on the jump, then worrying if it had the pain was so bad.....Then the nurse said to the doc something about me taking the painful injection better than most, even with all the funky faces, and he started telling her about me having such a high tolerance for pain......I think at that moment I almost wanted to scream......no matter how much he was complimenting me.
So last nite, needless to say was a bit intolerable. We had went to the doc without eating as the appointment was so early, and he mentioned the numbness might wear off in about an hour. So we hurried to eat and before I even got back home I was miserable. I let dad know as soon as I got home he was on his own for dinner. I could hardly sit comfortably, and had a hard time for personal time with one arm let alone trying to do dinner. I was hoping he might mention he would go get something or Heaven Forbid, fix something for us all. But not a chance.
Guess it will take a lot more than me being in miserable pain, or for any reason for that matter, for him to do something for me.
Oops....did I say that outloud? Sorry didn't mean for this to be a complaining, whining post. It isn't all about me.
Wait a minute...yes it is........:)
Labels: stoopid moves
posted by dona at 7/18/2009
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