I saw Dr. Kelly this am. The short of what he said is that "there's no solution for what is wrong with you". Kinda knew that already, but I'm just looking for some sort of relief. Well, relief in a more natural way than just popping narcotics. He gave me another prescription for PT b/c the insurance company is getting cranky - I really hope that helps. And he said the pool is the best thing for me, so will keep up with that. He also mentioned prolotherapy. I've researched that in the past, but it involves lots of stuff being injected into you. I HATE needles. But even so he said I should research it though he wouldn't feel comfortable going that route until we're sure the surgery didn't work, which would be about a year out. I will wait a bit to do more research on it as I don't even want to think about all those needles! He also wants me to see another rheumatologist. I definitely didn't want to return to my original one - see v. early posts - as she has NO CLUE about ANYTHING! I've just made an appointment for the 27th. Dr. Kelly feels that we have to try to control the general inflammation I have so we can focus on strengthening my hips, both of which are v. v. weak. I think he was surprised just HOW weak - though I wasn't.
So that's where things stand at the moment.
At least it's Friday! :-)
14 March, 2008
12 March, 2008
Enough
My friend just emailed this to me and I thought it was a nice sentiment, and so here it is...
Recently a mother and daughter were overheard in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, 'I love you and I wish you enough'. The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom'.
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'. Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'. 'I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said. 'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?'. She began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone'. She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. 'When we said , 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them'.
Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.
TAKE TIME TO LIVE...
To all my friends and loved ones, I WISH YOU ENOUGH
Recently a mother and daughter were overheard in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, 'I love you and I wish you enough'. The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom'.
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'. Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'. 'I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said. 'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?'. She began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone'. She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. 'When we said , 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them'.
Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.
TAKE TIME TO LIVE...
To all my friends and loved ones, I WISH YOU ENOUGH
Etc.
I was doing pretty well, even with a bit of a walk back and forth to the apple store at lunch. On my way back I started to get a bit sore, but then it went away.
It was after work when I went out to a do at the Museum of Jewish Heritage that did me in. All that standing was not good. I came home and iced and it feels a bit better now. I am hoping it will still be okay tomorrow, as I'm planning on going to the pool again.
But today was a good day, so I'll take it!
It was after work when I went out to a do at the Museum of Jewish Heritage that did me in. All that standing was not good. I came home and iced and it feels a bit better now. I am hoping it will still be okay tomorrow, as I'm planning on going to the pool again.
But today was a good day, so I'll take it!
YAY!
Ok, hope I'm not going to jinx it, but I went "swimming" last night and today I haven't been a gimp. I'm so happy!!! And I got a good nights sleep, which was so lovely. Yesterday I got my official NYC business license and think I will stroll over to the Apple store today if the un-gimpy-ness keeps up!
There's a do tonight at the Museum of Jewish Heritage and I'm hoping I will still be okay by then. All positive thoughts!!!
There's a do tonight at the Museum of Jewish Heritage and I'm hoping I will still be okay by then. All positive thoughts!!!
11 March, 2008
Working out the kinks
So, PT last night. S was back and decided to see what I could get away with doing more of. The main things I believe he added were the balance board, and doing clam shells on the right with a 2lb weight. After I did that one though I started to hurt. I did my side and back leg lifts without any weights. I also did the chair stretch for the front of my leg/psoas area. A said that area was very tight. S worked on it and then moved me all around to try to find the source of the pain. He seems to feel that the muscle area in front is inflamed and that I should just pay attention to what I do and take it easy. That's what I've been doing! He did say to take the anti-inflammatories again which I will do for a bit. And to keep going to the pool, so will be doing that after work today. I did send him an email this morning to tell him how sore and painful my hips were and to compare with the notes from last Wednesday as I wasn't suffering from PT afterwards on Thursday. I was pretty gimpy this morning but that seems to have thankfully calmed down.
As for my hand, it's still killing me, going on about three weeks straight, so I caved and rang my hand surgeon's office today. You know you're famous when the person hears your name, says "I know you" and transfers you to make an appointment directly, and you get one for the next week - and you've not even spoken to anyone at the office in a v. long time! Usually with him you have to wait months! I guess after 4 hand surgeries and knowing my doctor for about 18 years should get me some special treatment. I wish it was something better though. So, next Wednesday we will see what Charlie has to say about my lovely hand!
As for my hand, it's still killing me, going on about three weeks straight, so I caved and rang my hand surgeon's office today. You know you're famous when the person hears your name, says "I know you" and transfers you to make an appointment directly, and you get one for the next week - and you've not even spoken to anyone at the office in a v. long time! Usually with him you have to wait months! I guess after 4 hand surgeries and knowing my doctor for about 18 years should get me some special treatment. I wish it was something better though. So, next Wednesday we will see what Charlie has to say about my lovely hand!
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