An Anxious Two Weeks
An Anxious Last Two Weeks
Today is the end of an anxious two weeks, and this afternoon, I plan to write on my website and barring all interference, I will. Now, why is it easier to say barring all interference than God willing? I don’t know, but it is.
Pain has been uppermost on my list of problems in many ways. Last week I had to request my pain medication from the pain specialist. That always seems to be such a huge ordeal! As I am usually running out of medicine and I am made to wait the full seventy-two hours for it to be refilled.
I am so surprised when it is filled the first day this time! We picked it up the following morning, and we were delighted.
Hydrocodone and Oxycodone
Being in more pain than usual, I was especially thankful for my pain medicine. And yes, that reaches to grateful to my doctor. We live in a time when hydrocodone and oxycodone are a national plague for our country in the lives that they are taking in overdoses!
For those of us that need their pain relief, for real pain control, they are necessary. I could say quite a bit more, but I won’t.
Yes, I will! Something is always being said about the doctors with the pen who uncaringly write scripts for drugs for illegal uses. What about the doctors who faithfully follow their oath to ‘do no harm’ and give prescriptions to their patients who need pain relief!
We do not hear much about these doctors, yet they are made fearful of writing prescriptions! I have heard of this many times from the primary to the psychiatrist!
Cope With The Amount Of Pain
As I said, I have been managing to cope with the amount of pain I am dealing with for some time. But it all came to a breaking point this last Sunday morning. Waking up around 7:30 am, I took my morning meds, and I took a pain med, then I got on the computer.
Then I intended to put a post on my website or blog.
Quickly, I realized I would not. I was having a stroke! Only 67 years old, and I was having a stroke. My right cheek and lips were numb, and so were my right arm, and the right leg, especially my right foot.
I lay there and read and reread what I had written, and thought what am I going to do? The whole bottom half of my face was numb, but I thought I could still talk clearly.
Not knowing if I could walk to the living room where Travis was, I decided to try it! I made it on spaghetti legs to the recliner.
Calling 911 For Help
Telling Travis what was going on was very hard. My neck was giving me extreme pain, and the numbness was so cold I could taste menthol inside my lips. He told me he didn’t hear me slurring my speech.
Maybe I needed to find out what was wrong with me. Possibly, it wasn’t a stroke! I told him that I was calling 911! I told them I thought it was a stroke and how I felt.
Nerve Damage and Pain in the Neck
The ambulance was there very quickly. The paramedics told me my vitals are all normal, and the heart tests too, no signs of a stroke. After they finish, they offered me a trip to the hospital if I want to go. I didn’t! Only something like a stroke would take me to the ER! We had a good guess what is wrong with me!
The pain in my neck is extreme, and nerve damage in the neck can cause all of my symptoms. I have an anomaly at C3, but it had only given me pain as a symptom before. It was found a few years ago during an MRI.
When my neck muscles could no longer hold up my head, they collapsed, thus torturing C3 and causing extreme pain. Now, I guess, damage.
Muscle loss is another gift from the Myasthenia Gravis with which I was diagnosed in 2008. Myasthenia Gravis is a form of Muscular Dystrophy.
Medication For Anxiety Had been A Narcotic
Part of An Anxious Two Weeks
On Monday morning, I called my neurologist’s nurse and explained why I wanted to talk to the doctor. Dr. O’Brien called me the next day and asked for an MRI. Saying, okay, I hung up the phone. Later that day, I called her nurse and tried to explain again. When I spoke to her, I fell woefully short of making myself clear!
Considering how claustrophobic I am, I can’t do an MRI now without a narcotic! I’m in a panic, and I know it is too close to quitting the narcotic to go through the trial of an MRI!
Diazepam (Valium), Medication For Anxiety
In 1990 my psychiatrist gave me a diagnosis of ‘High Anxiety’, and prescribed Valium .1mg tablet a day. For the first time at the age of 39, I was trying medication For my anxiety.
I had continually tried prayer as a Christian and a few natural remedies for stress over the years. Quite a step for me, a diagnosis and a medication! There were two medications, and I have taken those two for anxiety from 1990-2018 and on.
Now the Valium was the medication that did the job for me. First at .1 mg a day, to grow at a pace to 10 mg 4 times a day ten years later. Then with age approaching and the need to lessen the strength of my drugs, my doctor prescribed 5 mg 4 times a day.
Dr. Blumer gave me these instructions in 2009. My psychiatrist for nineteen years retired at the age of eighty on his birthday!
Time For Valium Ends
Now for something I need to make clear, I have stopped the Valium as of February 25, 2018. By my choice, I am not taking Valium for the first time in twenty-eight years. Today is my eighteenth day of not taking any Valium by choice, and I am not bragging each day is a battle…
Read more on July 15, 2018, Post, about withdrawals and narcotics and opioids. I am no longer taking the narcotic or the opioid, and there is no battle, for CBD oil is meeting my anxiety and pain needs.
Update: March 28, 2020
UPDATE: MARCH 28, 2020
In February 2017, I took my last Diazepam (Valium). I began the difficult battle with my addiction to the drug and won, but it wasn’t easy and it took a determined effort. The drug had been my “Mothers Little Helper” for twenty-eight years!
I am now almost seventy and can tell you, that it was one of the best and hardest to carry out decisions, I ever made! Quitting the narcotic, I am sure, prolonged my life!
Note: Anything written here is never to diagnose or for treatment for anyone for their medical needs. This Site is the story of my trials of coping with diseases and injuries in my life. Everything is for informational purposes only for I am not a medical professional.
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