In the last 24 hours I've said...
Well Shit....on more than one occasion. I am somewhat proud of myself. Only one of those times was it something more obscure; including more swear words.
I decided to make lemonaide out of lemons today. Inviting the Work Comp Nurse C.Manager to join me 'in the room' while at my orthopedic consult today. I have nothing to hide. I NEED and WANT there to be no issues with this. I know from experience that when a nurse is assigned to your case....it is the first step to having it denied. It is just a matter of time. I made it very clear that I WANT to get back to work. Sure the break was nice. Reality is....I work for a reason. I need the income. Plain, cut, simple and DRY!!!
I'm hurting this evening....a TON!! It's all I can do not to cry. No amount of Tylenol, ice, heat or anything is helping. Two cortisone injections...one in each shoulder. blech. I have a consult for decompression surgery at the end of April.
Adding insult to injury...my blood pressure was high this morning. I thought maybe it was because of being nervous and upset with having another person that I did not know accompany me to the orth consult. This evening I had it rechecked when I went to the pharmacy to pick up a prescription. It was still high. Not as high as earlier...but high enough. And my exact thoughts were...Well...SHIT. I've known for a few days it was creeping up there. I generally have a rather low blood pressure. Around 110/70 is usually the highest it goes. This morning it was much higher. MUCH MUCH higher. I've got an idea. It's more than nerves and pain. And well...SHIT!! I don't tell my mom much. However, when I told her my BP was high the very first thing she said "the new med you are on can have a tendency to do that, you know?" No...I didn't know. Honestly, I want to just scream. The jittery crap still happening. Continued and got even more pronounced this morning when the dose was doubled. Well...SHIT! As I mentioned few posts ago, there are other things going on that need to be addressed. I don't have it in me. I want this medication to work and will have to be in a really REALLY bad space before I give up. Fortunately, I've not struggled with daily suicidal thoughts for a few weeks. (Other than right after my appt w/the new doctor...those first few days were clearly situational....) However, I'm slowly able to tell that they are creeping back in. Always starting at night.
Thank heaven my sons high fever is done. Last night we had about an hour of my lil guy screaming he was in pain, high fever (103.6 and then 104.1 about 20 minutes after the 103.6 was taken). After it came done he seemed to do better. Fell asleep in our bed. He's maintained a 100.1-102.6 temp most of today. He felt well enough to go to W.algreens with me and get a treat and medication.
I'm in limbo. In need of seeing my therapist. I don't want to call my pdoc bc she isn't a therapist when it comes down to it. And as 'well versed' as one would think that I am with the clinic that I go to....seeing someone new is rather anxiety inducing. I'm not sure what to do. Struggling to keep my head above water.
I have a massage tomorrow afternoon. My chiropractor has been asking me to consider seeing her again. Hoping I can get some sort of relief...or a TON of relief.