This is an old post to answer, IO just hope someone will read this.
I'v been in pain since I was 8yrs. old, I went down a slide & broke my tailbone, where the sand was worn away from a post holding the slide down, with cement. Another 'Member' said she was told,'You've been in pain to long for us to help you', somthing like that. I also don't remember whats it like, to NOT have pain.
I'v been threw it all, so please don't suggest for me to see a 'Chiroprater', have another 100+ injectins, excerise's or go to P.T. I'V DONE IT ALL! A few drs. told me to 'Get a Hobbie'..I'v been rescuing Animals over 40 yrs. A few told me to 'Find a Boyfriend' who wants a NOW broken down old lady?
I'v been to many Dr's, with my MRI'S, Cat scans from long ago, X-rys old & receant. You can see where my discs are gone, where my Vertbrays have 'Fused' every which way, also the Discs that very thin, they probly wore away by now. See you don't have 'surgey' for Fushions, your body will do what surgey can do. A yr. ago I had an x-ray at my G.P's, I fell against a plastic crate & had trouble breating. WOW was he suprised to see my 'Kyposis' had gotten so bad, it has grown to less then an inch from my spine. He looked at me with a worried face & asked, 'What are you going to do'..I have complained for yrs about pain between my shoulder blades. They answered 'If we can calm down your lower back, that should help your upper back', But no one bothered to find out WHY the pain between my shoulder blades..NOW WE KNOW! Where is this 'gROUTH' going to end up? Will it attach to my spine, or go further & damage something in my chest, I'll have to read more about it, as I always have, I had an HMO for yrs, to them if I still breathing..I was O.k. Thats when I started finding out all I could about Backs, picking everones brain, reading,ect.
I triped coming in from the garage over 2ys. ago, it didn't heal right, which let to more problems. When you've done stuff all day, my legs & arms don't work right, or my leg couldn't step up a small step, My family is so use to me doing everything, even though they are 'Adults', they follow my husbands lead & hold 'the couch down'. My Mom was the same she always depended on me to do it all, even when all I could do was crawl pushing a heavy stepstool, to clime up to the counders, drag a Laundry basket up the stair or down. She expected my 'Chores' to be down, I had to do my Sisters too, if hers wern't done I was the one who got in trouble. Mom worked 2-3 jobs, when all I could do was crawl, she at least cut me some slack if I didn't get everything done, expecting me to catch up the next day. I LOVED IT when my Sister said to me a few yrs. ago 'Guess I just don't know how to clean a house', with many of her friends there IO answered 'Cause you never had to, I crawled around & did it'. She started her usuall 'screaming' at me, she would SCREAM at me over every small thing, making everyone look at her as if she was nuts..Lol That broke the party up, she put on that I was the oner who 'beat' her up, 'screamed' at her, ect. She would always tell everone about 'Her terrible childhood'. When I would see her friends at other 'get togethers', many of her friends would tell me how they heard her say things to me that made them cringe. She liked to put on how 'sweet & loving' she was, glad they saw how she really was.
For now I have a good pain Dr. who gives me Meds, which take the edge off my pain. Reading everyones post, it seems like everyone wants to be out of pain. Sorry to say, YOU WILL NEVER BE OUT OF PAIN! You will NEVER run a 10K again, hike ALL DAY in the mountians, play softball or 5 games of Tennis. You have to 'pick' what you can do that day & for how long, I know you don't want to hear that, Sorry. A member said she wored a few hrs a day & came home & just went to sleep. I tryed working 4hrs. 3-4 days a wk. if it wasn't for the 'bumps' on the freeway, I would have fallen asleep on the way home.
I don't tell ppl what Meds I take, they think I'm a 'Drug Addict', my Sister again, makes out that I take 'handfuls of drugs' all day long. She doesn't tell about her dring 1-2 of the boxes WINE, 24/7, how she has 'Jaunice', been the Hosp. a few times. She tells a 'story' about being BORN with it, it is now 'showing-up'. I'v read many things about it, none said you 'carry' it like Diabetis, she thinks shes fooling everyone. But won't stop with my Meds, my tests come back O.K...the B*%$h, even her Chipractor looks at me like, I will start foaming at the moth & snakes will grow from my head. She should know better, she went to school to become a Chiropracter. YA, a higher education or going to college makes you smart...Right? My dog's have more common sence than a few dr's, I went too.
Now that my back is 'Screaming' at me, I'll take my HANDFULL of Drug's, clime in my wheelchair & vaccum some floors. This house is a 'dust ball' & no one here cares, the floors are so dirty you can't see what color they are. I'll just do what I can, one of my Sons washed the floors a few wks. ago, now I'll scrape the dirt from the corners. How can 'They' live like this knowing I'm still in a wheelchair, my knee is a whole story, in it's self. Take care. Love ya all. Wipe you tears away, it can't get any worse..yes it can. I can't walk, pee in a bed pan, get a shower once a wk., if I'm lucky. wash up from a plastic pan, have to ask for food, can't reach the good stuff. Talk with you all later, I can't leave my house, have a 'sloup' in front, can't get out in my wheelchair. Hugs, Pegi