garbage in my head

Garbage in my head

I’ve had a lot of stuff happen since Friday. I did way too much in all of the activities I did on Friday that Saturday I could hardly move. My back had started acting up Friday night and woke me up with severe pain early Saturday morning that I really couldn’t go back to sleep. I was having a lot of PTSD where intrusive memories would come in or a video of all the events leading to my first cauda equina syndrome would play in fast forward. I had emailed my psych around 10pm and got a response. She said she was sorry and hoped that tomorrow would be better. I didn’t respond because I was hurting and drugged up too much. I know I responded when I woke up around 0730 or so. If she could decipher what I was saying, all the more power to her because I had no idea what the hell I was trying to say. I haven’t emailed her since. I have been in too much pain. My scar hurt so bad I thought it was going to burst and there was like a two inch area from each side of it going in a square down my back that hurt so damn bad. I’ve had back pain before but never like this. And my lower back was all screwed up as well. I tried putting lidocaine patches on them and it didn’t last an hour. The adhesive was burning me. I had nerve pain in my thigh all weekend. I kept putting lidocaine patches on. It helped a little but sucked when I had to take the patch off. Yesterday was a little better but pretty much the same as Saturday. I also had accidently peed myself without realizing it. So had to wear a diaper. I think the overload of the nerves just had enough. That one day of activity has made the pain so much worse. My foot hasn’t stopped hurting me since Saturday morning. I don’t know when things will calm down again.

The sucky part is that when I cleared my bed off to change the bedding, I had my eyeglass case that held my prescription sunglasses in it. I have no idea where it went as the case is no longer in my backpack or any visible place in my room. I might have placed it in another part of my bag but we’ll see. I found another case with a pair of sunglasses in it. It is not prescription but I guess it will have to do until I find this case. It might have fallen behind something or I put it somewhere “safe.” I don’t know. I just need to find it. I don’t have the money right now to buy another pair of prescription sunglasses. I might have to buy the cheap clips you put on the glasses. Not ideal, but at least it will save my eyes from the sun’s glare. I know I will find them when I am not looking for them.

Tomorrow I have an appointment with the brace clinic at one of the rehab hospitals in Boston. I am hoping they can either give me a new AFO (ankle foot orthotic) or at least adjust mine so that it doesn’t keep sliding when I walk. I have lost weight and I think my calf has atrophied a bit since I got it almost eight years ago. When I was re-evaluated about three years ago, they didn’t want to do anything because the insurance wouldn’t pay, which is total bullshit as I wasn’t on the insurance I am on now. I really think the place was not the best to go to as the PT and orthotic guy just seemed like they didn’t know what they were doing. I went to the pharmacy today and as I was walking back home, my back started seizing up on me. I hope I can get to this appointment without it killing me. I have therapy the following day. Why I decided to pick Wed instead of Thurs, I have no idea. That is total stupidity on my part.

My foot pain just went back up to a fucking 12. And I don’t even want to take a breakthrough med for it. I should but I feel so hopeless I don’t see the fucking point. I don’t even know how many days in a row I have been in a level 12 or higher pain. I am instantly suicidal and thinking of the best way to end it. I won’t act on it but fuck I so want to. Like why do I have to go through all this pain? I am filled with anxiety right now. I know my night just turned to shit. Sox haven’t been providing too much distraction these days. They had a 5-0 lead and now they lead by one in the 3rd. So typical of them. Ugly Ricky is pitching. He hasn’t been pretty all season. Actually, the only pitcher that has been showing some improvement is Eduardo Rodriguez. He has the most wins, though his ERA is higher than OverPrice. I can’t listen to the game anymore because I never know if the sound waves are going to hurt me or not. I am listening to the radio on my phone that is away from my leg. But that doesn’t mean anything. The air waves can fricken bother me. I am not in sensory overload yet, but that can happen quickly. Part of the CRPS (Complex Regional Pain Syndrome).

Since the afternoon DJ on the country radio station I listen to left, the one that does the evening has I think moved to that spot because there is another guy filling in the evening. I have no idea who he is. I haven’t listened to the station in a long time. Mostly it is because the app is finnicky. A message or if I open another app, it will shut off or it will close on its own. It is annoying so I pretty much stopped listening to it or will listen to it for short periods.

I weighed myself this morning and I am 3 pounds heavier. I am okay with this, only because I am eating again so I knew I was going to gain some weight. Saturday as I couldn’t move and pretty much slept all day, I didn’t eat or drink anything the entire day. I think I was just drinking what ever I was taking with my meds. It was the roughest day for me as I was in so much pain.

Sox are now leading by 4 in the 3rd. Maybe they can break it open. But I won’t hold my hopes up, just yet… I have attached the chronic pain scale so you can have an idea of what kind of pain I deal with on a daily basis.

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