Shoulder pain unreal today
I woke up with severe shoulder pain a few times during the night. I had slept for about three hours and then I couldn’t go back to sleep so I colored for a bit until meds took care of my pain enough so I could go back to sleep. I slept late again. My cousin called me around noon to say he couldn’t take me shopping because someone hit his car and he needs to get it fixed. He will take me next week when he has a rental. I said no problem. When I got up, my shoulder pain was bad. I went about my business and my bowels unleashed. I crapped my pants and shit was everywhere. I cleaned up and then went to have coffee and something to eat. There was still the apple crumble my sister made so I had some of that. It was so good. My mother came into the kitchen and I swear I wondered how many “oh my god”s she says during the day as in the first 10 mins she had said at least four.
I have been listening to all my songs on my MP3 player. It started with “Jesse’s Girl” by Rick Springfield. Half way through a few more songs Beethoven played a piano sonata which was followed by Linkin Park. Shows my music range. I can go from classical to alternative rock. Love it.
Today is Marathon Monday which should be over by the time the Sox take the field tonight. Yesterday game was such a heartbreaker. It was so long (13 innings!) and the game just seemed like it was never going to end. The Sox were behind then were ahead then tied. Finally in the bottom of the 13th inning my favorite catcher hit a bomb to left center and we won 6-4. Tonight’s game is a win or go home game for the Rays. My favorite pitcher is on the mound. My cousin doesn’t think he will be effective tonight and granted his last couple of starts have not been good. But I believe in him and his ability to be a great pitcher.
I have been up for 3.5 hours and I want to go back to bed. I am so damn tired. I had a second cup of coffee to try and stay awake. I know if I try and take a nap I won’t be up for the game. It is the kind of tired where I don’t care if I sleep forever kind of feeling. I am in pain so I got the fuck its. My leg is acting up right now. UGH. I never get away from pain. I thought I would have to put a lido patch on my leg because sitting for 5+ hours for the game was annoying my thigh. Nerve pain kept flaring up. I am kind of worried as this week is T shot week and I need to give it to my left thigh which is the one with nerve pain. Depending on how it feels between today and tomorrow I will decide to give it. I wish I had a nurse friend that could give it to me in the butt. I do have one friend but she is on the Cape. Kind of far from me.
I am feeling so overwhelmed right now because pain has gone up three notches with the CRPS pain and nerve pain in my leg, which I am starting to think is CRPS related. I took an Ativan because of the internal agitation I am feeling, the desperation that I feel when pain is like this. I can’t take another pain med for another hour. I texted my therapist that I hate taking the Ativan because of this overwhelm. I just feel trapped, like I can’t escape. It isn’t a good feeling. But I know when I get this squirrel feeling Ativan helps. It helps to clear my thoughts and settle me down. My mother just called to say dinner is ready. I don’t want to move. Leg is at an all time high level of pain. Left arm is throbbing. The muscles in my arm are spazzing. I hope my PCP can order an X-ray tomorrow to make sure I didn’t hurt myself when I fell. Then if he does and I am ok, I want to do the dry needling again with PT. I just hope I am up early so I can talk to someone. If they want me to be seen, I need to know so I can plan on going to Urgent care, if he can’t see me. My pcp is only there one day a week and he is usually booked. I have an appointment with him in Nov. That is too long to wait to be seen. I am so nervous about all of this. I am hoping what I did was just muscle related but I also hope I didn’t cause a tear in the muscle either. Sixteen hours and I hope to have my answers.
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