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tylikWhatever was out last week, is out again. Not quite sure what's going on, but everything associated with my right shoulder hurts. (Arm, neck, back, head...) I have a chiropractic appointment tomorrow morning, which will probably set things to right at least for the time being, but in some larger sense something is clearly not right. (I do expect things to right themselves, but meanwhile, I'm back to losing days here and there, and I hate that. Right now, I swear to god I could just crawl into bed.)
In some kind of ironic counterpoint, I'm going to be sent in for an independant medical evaluation. This isn't entirely a surprise -- considering that last summer's car accident was not the first injury of its kind, and that my apparenlty smooth recovery has been for the last six weeks or so less smooth, well, I kind of expected this from the outset. Insurance companies are touchy about this sort of thing.
It is the cause of some anxiety. But I've been through one before, and it wasn't that awful. And what can they say? (this is a rhetorical question, don't answer that) While I suspect there will be some discussion of whether my martial arts practice is actually the cause of the problem, I really am a model patient, I really do my exercises, my physical therapist says the martial arts are pretty much the best thing I can be doing...
And dammit, I've mostly been doing well!
Actually, what I'm most worried about is that one of the doctors they have evaluating me is an orthopedic surgeon. And the last time I talked to my GP, she was saying that maybe we should look at a series of steroid injections into my spine.
Really, I think I've had enough of sharp metal bits in my spine, be they needles or knives. Especially since they didn't do crap last time (except give a new benchmark against which to compare the severity of any other kind of pain, the time things didn't go well. Needles in the spine suck, especially when they go astray.) I don't want someone to start making such recommendations, especially with the spectre of the insurance companies possibly deciding it's a good idea. (I am no longer really phobic about dealing with insurance companies, I hope, but I still get the willies from time to time. While my current physical condition really is quite good by comparison, this brings up some pretty unpleasant memories for me.)
Wah.
Oh well. Of to stretch and do Taiji. It sounds much less pleasant than crawling back into bed, but it's a lot more likely to make me feel better.
Sometimes I really wish narcotics didn't make me feel ill.
In some kind of ironic counterpoint, I'm going to be sent in for an independant medical evaluation. This isn't entirely a surprise -- considering that last summer's car accident was not the first injury of its kind, and that my apparenlty smooth recovery has been for the last six weeks or so less smooth, well, I kind of expected this from the outset. Insurance companies are touchy about this sort of thing.
It is the cause of some anxiety. But I've been through one before, and it wasn't that awful. And what can they say? (this is a rhetorical question, don't answer that) While I suspect there will be some discussion of whether my martial arts practice is actually the cause of the problem, I really am a model patient, I really do my exercises, my physical therapist says the martial arts are pretty much the best thing I can be doing...
And dammit, I've mostly been doing well!
Actually, what I'm most worried about is that one of the doctors they have evaluating me is an orthopedic surgeon. And the last time I talked to my GP, she was saying that maybe we should look at a series of steroid injections into my spine.
Really, I think I've had enough of sharp metal bits in my spine, be they needles or knives. Especially since they didn't do crap last time (except give a new benchmark against which to compare the severity of any other kind of pain, the time things didn't go well. Needles in the spine suck, especially when they go astray.) I don't want someone to start making such recommendations, especially with the spectre of the insurance companies possibly deciding it's a good idea. (I am no longer really phobic about dealing with insurance companies, I hope, but I still get the willies from time to time. While my current physical condition really is quite good by comparison, this brings up some pretty unpleasant memories for me.)
Wah.
Oh well. Of to stretch and do Taiji. It sounds much less pleasant than crawling back into bed, but it's a lot more likely to make me feel better.
Sometimes I really wish narcotics didn't make me feel ill.
