Friday, November 30, 2018
Unfortunately, my "rut" is the amount of specialist doctors visits I've got on my calendar!
In the last 2 weeks, I've been poked, prodded and had needles shoved into me from literally my head to my toes.
This week I'm so glad to say that I've completed the 3 rounds of gel shots to my knees and that I'm hoping for the best (meaning I won't have to think about this for another 2 years or so). I've also been called a "hot mess" by my pulmonologist, my rheumatologist, my pain management doctor, the foot orthopedic, the PA for the knee orthopedic and last (but certainly not least) my spine surgeon.
Good news-no more doctors until the 10th of December. That's when I'm almost certain that my GP will put her name on the bottom of that growing list.
Thankfully I continue to figure that what doesn't kill me is making me stronger.
Who knew that this is what life had in store for me?
On the good news side of things (obviously this is short), the spine surgeon said despite the condition of my spine my other rather dubious diseases have made surgery a complete NO. I also won't find myself paralyzed or in a wheel chair. Just cranky and in a lot of pain that isn't going away anytime soon.
Nice young man, liked him a lot. Didn't even mind when he said, "You're in a bad position, there's no good out for you. But here's what I'd tell my own mom "Don't do surgery. Live life day to day and just learn to adjust along with the pain levels."
Isn't that what I have been doing?
At least he was honest and looked at me and not an iPad when we talked over the various no-go options.
And now, I'm off to continue life.