A general update
Jun. 13th, 2008 01:19 pmSo I'm still sore. The pain is mostly in my back now, not my legs, but occasionally I get pain shooting down one leg or the other.
I'm going to have to figure out a way to see a doctor about this and find out exactly what's causing the sciatica, but I'd bet money that I've got a bone spur on my spine. I've got them in my hands and feet, so why not my spine?
The only truly comfortable position for me right now is lying down with my knees curled. My mom told me to sleep on my back with pillows under my knees but that makes the pain worse, so I don't think that's a very good idea. (My mom has a herniated disc in her back so she's no stranger to back pain and back-related leg pain. She had to stop driving the car that's now mine because shifting and working the clutch hurt her leg too much.)
Icing my back still feels wonderful. It numbs the pain. I wish I could do it more often than every four hours, but I was told every four hours, so that's what I'll do.
What amazes me is that the narcotic pain drugs I'm taking are not making me high; usually they make me feel a little loopy even if I'm in pain. (I don't take narcotics if I'm not in a lot of pain.)
CC is keeping me company. I think he knows I'm in pain. Tessa comes and checks on me between naps and feeding her face at the food bowl. Sweetie Pie is also keeping me company, napping in an empty box here in the computer room.
I'm going to have to figure out a way to see a doctor about this and find out exactly what's causing the sciatica, but I'd bet money that I've got a bone spur on my spine. I've got them in my hands and feet, so why not my spine?
The only truly comfortable position for me right now is lying down with my knees curled. My mom told me to sleep on my back with pillows under my knees but that makes the pain worse, so I don't think that's a very good idea. (My mom has a herniated disc in her back so she's no stranger to back pain and back-related leg pain. She had to stop driving the car that's now mine because shifting and working the clutch hurt her leg too much.)
Icing my back still feels wonderful. It numbs the pain. I wish I could do it more often than every four hours, but I was told every four hours, so that's what I'll do.
What amazes me is that the narcotic pain drugs I'm taking are not making me high; usually they make me feel a little loopy even if I'm in pain. (I don't take narcotics if I'm not in a lot of pain.)
CC is keeping me company. I think he knows I'm in pain. Tessa comes and checks on me between naps and feeding her face at the food bowl. Sweetie Pie is also keeping me company, napping in an empty box here in the computer room.