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Yesterday was a very bad day for me. If I had any strength I would have been climbing the walls. The pain I had was so horrible that I couldn't even walk a few steps. My bone marrow edema is hurting badly, but the rest of me was in just the same amount of pain. I also had a migraine (still do) on top of that. I cried on the couch squirming around in pain. The vicodin the doctor prescribed had given me migraines and so I had not taken any pain medicine all day. So I called for something different.
My doctor called back and ordered me Tramadol. My husband went to the pharmacy to get it for me and I took one when he got home. An hour later, I had some relief. It had taken the edge off the pain and I was able to deal with it better. I don't like how it makes me feel though. I feel woozy and out of it.
Then the Pain Center called out of nowhere. I had already had an appt for the 24 of this month to go talk to them about my pain. They called and said they had an opening for tomorrow afternoon and would I like it. YES! :) So I go in this afternoon to talk to them about options. I hope we can come up with a plan for this chronic pain. It's for the birds...
*UPDATE* The doctor said he would never be able to cure my pain or fix it completely, but will be able to help make it to where it's bearable. I appreciated his honesty. I start a new medicine tonight and I am hoping that helps enough to where I don't have to take strong pain medicine anymore. That stuff makes me loopy lol. Next appt will be for my bone marrow edema to see why it happens and why it comes back. I have to wait a couple more weeks for that. In the meantime, I am trying to stay off it and tootle around in my wheelchair at home. :) Pin It
We have the choice to walk in victory and not in defeat no matter our situation, whether we experience symptoms of sickness or not. We live in a fallen world and we are not immune to trials and tribulations such as sickness, disease or pain. There are times when we can rebuke and stand against such things and they flee, but there will be times when they will not. Our victory comes when we trust in Him anyhow, keep our eyes on Him, and don’t give satan a foothold or inroad into our life. Paul, to me, was a great example of this. He was beaten, shipwrecked, stoned, was weak, harassed by a demon, and more. Yet, through all that, he had the victory. He kept his eyes on Christ, praised Him in prison, continued to spread the gospel, and kept fighting the enemy. God promises us we will be delivered. That means we have to be put in situations that require deliverance. We are not immune! We may see our deliverance here on Earth several times over in different situations. We may also see it by …
It happened. I didn't want it to. I thought I was stronger than that. But, looking back, I see that I let it happen.
For several months now I have not been feeling myself. I have been irritable, anxious, intolerant, angry, smug, and overwhelmed.
I gave satan a foothold. I gave him an inroad.
I am probably like many of you. Checking my Facebook every morning...you know, the "newspaper" we read first thing to see the latest happenings with our friends and family. Only it's not that anymore. It's become a cesspool of politics, anger, greed, self indulgence, how to fake your life for the world to see...so much is not even real anymore. It's exhausting trying to wade through it all to find some sort of truth, to find something real...Oh there is the occasional scripture I come across, but even then it is a photo of a scripture that is either taken out of context or from a translation that isn't even close to the real meaning.
Most people hit their prime in their 20's and 30's. They take life by the horns, have lots of energy, do lots of fun things, and enjoy it to the full.
I never thought I'd get to experience a "prime" of my life. In my 20's and 30's, I was sick and dying. I suffered from a neuromuscular disease called Myasthenia Gravis, a connective tissue disease called Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, inflammatory arthritis, severe fibromyalgia, and cancer. I was a hot mess to say the least. My diseases progressed and I was steadily declining. I was in a wheelchair often, could not swallow normal food, could not sit up for very long, in severe pain, and had heart issues and difficulty breathing. I was out of treatment options after plasmapheresis and IVIG failed and caused deathly reactions. I could not take any pain medication as I also suffered autonomic nervous system dysfunction and my body reacted negatively to them. In fact, my body rejected everything the doctors tried and …