ShadowWolf
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As some of you know, I went to a&e on Saturday night with awful back pains that felt like my spine was on fire. The doctors there diagnosed me with SPD and gave me some funky pain killers. I thought, yes, grand, now I can take these and get on with my life all hunky dorey. Went to my GP to let her know and to ask if there was anything else I could do and she referred me to the pysio and wrote me a sick not for work amending my duties so I didn't have to do any lifting and so I got regular breaks every 2 hours. Lovely, that will sort me out, I though.
Went to work yesterday for the first time since all this happened, got on the bus to find that the journey (20 mintues) was going to have me almost in tears with the pain. This had never happened before, it had just been uncomfortable, this was unbearable. Got to work and took a pain killer (had been trying to avoid taking them unless i needed them as I am a great beleiver that pain is there to stop you doing things that you shouldn't) hoping that it would work wihin half an hour or so. 1 1/2 hours later, nothing. So I did something I wasnt supposed to and took another one. Meanwhile, I am a sobbing pile of poop on the floor, trying desperately to serve customers and do what little of my job I can. I vowed to go and see my GP again and plead for some help, as long as it wasn't being signed off work which I cant afford. Painkillers kicked in 2 hours later and I was pain free for about 2 hours in which time I did a lot of bending and lifting to help close my store down, mostly without thinking about it.
I go to my GP this morning to beg help, even if it is just for him to bring my physio appontment forward a little so I dont have to wait almost 2 weeks for it. After lots of discussion and me moaning a lot, he signs me off work for 2 weeks untill I can see what the physio says about my situation as it's not really his area. Also tops up my pain meds.
I get in the car in tears as I cant afford 2 weeks off work and I don't want 2 weeks off work! I may not like my job that much but it gets me out the house and I have people to talk to. I am currently sat in my longe at home, looking at the probability of being on my own whilst OH is at work for 2 weeks with no one to talk to and nothing to do as everything hurts to much! I feel like such a fake as I can't seem to convince myself that any pain is worth me sitting on my arse for 2 weeks and no one else who has this seems to be moaning as much as I do. I am desperate to go to work today but part of mr knows that within half an hour I will be sobbing and useless and then sent home.
I can't stop crying as I feel so bloody useless and bored and worse still is all the people who I meet who tell me how awful SPD is and how bad it got for them/their friend/their neighbour/their dog or whatever. I know they are trying to help but I wish that just one person would lie to me and tell me that it goes away with a week or 2 and that it isnt that bad at all because then at least I could pretend that there is some hope for me that the next 5 months wont be a living hell!!
I'm so so so sorry for all of this ramble as I know that there is nothing that anyone can say or do to make it better, I just needed to write it all down and beleive that somewhere, someone will read it and maybe just send me a little bit of love down the universes phone line.
xxxxx
Went to work yesterday for the first time since all this happened, got on the bus to find that the journey (20 mintues) was going to have me almost in tears with the pain. This had never happened before, it had just been uncomfortable, this was unbearable. Got to work and took a pain killer (had been trying to avoid taking them unless i needed them as I am a great beleiver that pain is there to stop you doing things that you shouldn't) hoping that it would work wihin half an hour or so. 1 1/2 hours later, nothing. So I did something I wasnt supposed to and took another one. Meanwhile, I am a sobbing pile of poop on the floor, trying desperately to serve customers and do what little of my job I can. I vowed to go and see my GP again and plead for some help, as long as it wasn't being signed off work which I cant afford. Painkillers kicked in 2 hours later and I was pain free for about 2 hours in which time I did a lot of bending and lifting to help close my store down, mostly without thinking about it.
I go to my GP this morning to beg help, even if it is just for him to bring my physio appontment forward a little so I dont have to wait almost 2 weeks for it. After lots of discussion and me moaning a lot, he signs me off work for 2 weeks untill I can see what the physio says about my situation as it's not really his area. Also tops up my pain meds.
I get in the car in tears as I cant afford 2 weeks off work and I don't want 2 weeks off work! I may not like my job that much but it gets me out the house and I have people to talk to. I am currently sat in my longe at home, looking at the probability of being on my own whilst OH is at work for 2 weeks with no one to talk to and nothing to do as everything hurts to much! I feel like such a fake as I can't seem to convince myself that any pain is worth me sitting on my arse for 2 weeks and no one else who has this seems to be moaning as much as I do. I am desperate to go to work today but part of mr knows that within half an hour I will be sobbing and useless and then sent home.
I can't stop crying as I feel so bloody useless and bored and worse still is all the people who I meet who tell me how awful SPD is and how bad it got for them/their friend/their neighbour/their dog or whatever. I know they are trying to help but I wish that just one person would lie to me and tell me that it goes away with a week or 2 and that it isnt that bad at all because then at least I could pretend that there is some hope for me that the next 5 months wont be a living hell!!
I'm so so so sorry for all of this ramble as I know that there is nothing that anyone can say or do to make it better, I just needed to write it all down and beleive that somewhere, someone will read it and maybe just send me a little bit of love down the universes phone line.
xxxxx