Back its January and trying to get back into the swing of
work and the same routine. I suffer
through the month although my muscles are getting worse I can't miss anymore
days at work. I have an appointment to
get the rest of my results in Feb and I can tell him about my newest problem; I can't move in my sleep , I fall asleep but I keep waking up not just
me but my husband because I seem to get locked in place, unable to move my body
to another position without really fighting to re-positioning myself. I'm also having frequent muscle
spasms at work.
Back to the doctor who says listen Heather all your tests
are coming back normal I can find nothing wrong with you are you sure what you
keep telling me is real or are you making this up. I can't help you there is nothing wrong. Keep trying to lose weight and start
exercising more please that is what is going to help you. Okay you are right I gave up right then and
there in the office I have been fighting for more years then any person who is
sick should.
I went home that night and went to a very dark place asking God to please take me let me peacefully go to sleep and not see tomorrow, I have no desire if this is what my life is going to be like. I really won't mind, and those close to me will get over not having me in their lives.
I went home that night and went to a very dark place asking God to please take me let me peacefully go to sleep and not see tomorrow, I have no desire if this is what my life is going to be like. I really won't mind, and those close to me will get over not having me in their lives.
Okay God you woke me this morning what do you have in store
for me? I struggle every morning to shower, dress, drive to work, I'm waking up
early and early each morning because doing these basic tasks are killing me and
taking longer and longer to do. Pray the
day will go fast because I spend most of it in front of my computer at work
hoping my co-workers don't notice the silent tears running down my face and
trying to ignore my muscles twisting without help. I want to go home and rest so I can try and
crawl through the next day. Yeah! made it to the weekend where I can rest up and
do it all again. Not a great existence
when you are still in your 40's and no one in the medical field can help you
and your imaginary symptoms.
Enter warrior Elaine!
Elaine is one of those people who can drive you crazy but you love at
the same time. Elaine and I have worked
together since I started at my place of employment, she is also the one who seems to always be
there when my worse attacks hit and will hold me and talk to me to keep me
breathing though them . I went to work
feeling very much like a person who has been kicked down one too many times and
is staying down now, the world can go on I can't. It's a very high stress office which I guess
is why some of my worse attacks happen there, stress is a big trigger for me.
When she saw me she knew it was not good news, when I told
her what was said she asked me to make another appointment and she was coming
with me. Okay did you hear what I told
you my doctor said? And you want me to
go back? Her voice of reason resonated
until I did pick up the phone, I'm surprised they would make an appointment for
me but they did, I wasn't banned. It was
a month away. In that time I was sliding
very rapidly and missing more work than being present. On top of the stress of
the office I am now worried with all my problems they will find a way to lay me
off.
That was the longest month but the day has arrived. In we
walk looking like the duo Laurel and Hardy picture it that is us (you know
which one I am). Elaine says to my
doctor "enough" my friend here is seriously sick and we are not
leaving until something is done. Then
she looks at him and says I know you , turns out they worked at the same place
many years ago when he was still an intern. I am not suggesting that this is why he finally believed that something was wrong, but I think it helped to validate that I was not some crazy person. After she described my spasms and I must say she described it very
interesting one of the ways she says it's like I do a pirouette (ballet? me)
but what she meant is when they hit it's like I contort my body as if I'm trying to move away from them, you can see
the terrible pain they are causing and there is nothing that will stop it.
Finally he says hmm seems maybe its neurological, never thought of that
before. I'll make an appointment for her
with a neurologist.
It's March
appointment is coming in May.
"Elaine the
warrior" to the rescue I can never
thank you enough!
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