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One Size Does Not Fit ALL!

It has been a while since I wrote. After the botched Botox and uncooperative Nurse, I had an appointment with my Dr. From the brain injury clinic at Foothills. I asked if I could she could send the migraine protocols that she used on me over to the nurse who did my Botox. I explained that she put needles in my jaw for TMG and in my cheek below my eye. I also said that they didn’t use as many needles and I was in extreme pain so I took desperate measures to get Daith piercings done.

She told me she could not control how the clinic did their Botox for migraines and said I should come back to the clinic in Calgary. I agreed.  

Yesterday I had my appointment with her. I told her I went to see a local MH neuro who basically was shocked that I was not 60 or 70 because I was too young to have Hydrocephalus. Then he asked me to explain how I got hydcrocephalus as he was looking into my eyes, and doing my reflexes. He then interrupted me and told me he really didn’t want to know, but he was just distracting me so he could do a quick assessment. Then He asked me why I was seeing him, I said I didn’t know. He said that Dr??? Sent the referral. I said I didn’t know who that Doctor was and then he said my GP’s name. (SIDENOTE: Oh it was from January when my head was in extreme pain and my Hydrocephalus was acting up due to the sinus thing. I wasn’t the most happiest patient at that meeting. If only the Dr. Said to me at the time that no worries your symptoms get extremely worse when you have a sinus problem instead of saying no nothing was wrong with me just a sinus issue. ) The MH neuro then said that he could not treat me for pain, but another local neuro may be able to. He then asked if I had seen a psychiatrist. I said in hospital, I had neuropsych tests done twice. He said “that is psychology” and brushed it off and said to me that he is referring me to a psychiatrist because I look anxious. I told him I was anxious because he was a new doctor that I had not seen before. Meanwhile, I felt not listened to, pushed off and the typical MH dr. Response of I am not going to treat you because you are not an easy cookie cutter type of condition. So then I asked him…what he specialized as a neuro in MH? He replied that he had no specialty because MH did have any. So then I questioned what did he do as neuro then. Well he was not to impressed and really just gave me a brush off type of answer.

My Dr. In at the brain injury clinic said stop going to these appointments. I told her that I didn’t know who set it up. I thought it was apart of me trying to find local Dr. To take over my case management and begin to treat me. I told her I didn’t realize it was from that Dr. I saw in January. I told her that yes I was upset, but I was scared and in pain due to not only the sinus thing, but also being off the Pristiq for nerve pain (but didn’t  know that at the time) so that the Dr. Basically set this up so I could see a Psychiatrist and get my crazy all taken care of. She told me that I did see a Psychiatrist at Foothills more than once with the testing and they didn’t find anything crazy other than being anxious and slightly depressed at the time.  She then shook her head and said that having Too many cooks in the pot just mess you up so now I will continue to see her ever three months. She will make sure I am on the right meds and get me the help I need. I am so blessed and grateful to be under her care full time again. She has been the best Doctor I have seen since this whole journey began. 

It is so true having that one Dr. Who cares about what he or she does and cares about their patients makes a world of difference. It is the Doctor who wants their patients to become as good as they can and not just say well you hit the two year mark…this is a as far as you go. It is the Doctors who DO NOT provide alternatives, different approaches, resources, empathy, caring and only see patients as a ten minute time slot that keep the TBI suicide rate so high.  TBI is like any other chronic illness, it is lifelong, uncertain, often filled with confusion, isolation, limitations in mobility, sleep, cognitive, executive functions and a wide array of other physical, emotional and financial challenges. Pain and fatigue are the rulers of your day. Pain and fatigue can make you bed ridden for a few hours, to a few weeks. This can affect your mental well being because of continually letting friends, family and work down.
The downside of these caring and compassionate and driven Doctors are that they are far and few between. That because they are empaths, you can see the burnout in their eyes and their actions. My Doctor has shown these signs for the last year.  You can see it in her eyes, how’s she holds herself and the lines etched in her face. I only hope that there are resources available for her so she does not leave this career where she is amazing!!!!!!!!! Or that she decides to put herself on autopilot and not care just so she can survive the long grind until retirement. 

How can I help her? We usually bring a gift card or some sort of treat for her but I forgot yesterday.  Any suggestions? Has anyone else experienced such a great Doctor but see how the corporate pressures of trying to get patients treated in their local communities is hurting him or her.

Please let me know. I think we all should try to rally around the good Doctors who take their profession to heart and string up those shitty cookie cutter doctors who really cause more problems than solutions. How can we make the Canadian Medical system better rather than see it become worse and worse.


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Daith Piercings & the Migraine Hoopla

My brain doctor had mentioned getting this piercing done about two years ago. I was hesitant as piercings and often do not get along. I always was sensitive with puffy and burning ears not matter what metals I had in my ears. Plus I was skeptical about if a piercing would work to help alleviate migraine pain.

About ten weeks ago, a friend who was frustrated with getting migraines 4-5 times a week took the plunge and had Daith piercings done. BTW Daith is pronounced not like faith but instead like moth so Doth although the spelling would not suggest that. In the time that she had her piercings done, she had only one full blown migraine. She would still feel pressure but it would not progress any further.

On April 25 I went into a local Doctor’s office to have my Botox done. The nurse who put my needles in my head never worked with me before. She didn’t want to put extra needles in the places where I usually have them. I explained that my eye has never dropped before. Instead she put needles in my cheek bone…wha… and left feeling frustrated and not heard. Some people just get all huffy and in your face when you try to explain where the needles are usually placed. Crap it is my body and I am not shitting you she overrode anything I said as “That brain injured girls doesn’t know shit”. Needless to say I waited two weeks for the Botox to kick in. I felt horrible. I phoned back to the office and played telephone tag with the nurse. She left some gruff messages. I finally got a hold of her and she was not friendly but acting like I was scamming her. Meanwhile I was in bed, not eating, feeling sick to my stomach with the pain. The only time she could squeeze me in was when I was in Calgary for another appointment.  So on May 12, I could feel a storm coming in. I was laid up in bed, my right eye watering and feeling horrible. I looked online yet again at all the info about Daith piercings. There seemed to be a 50-50 chance it might work. Many pages indicated that Daith piercings used accupunctor points, but upon searching, I found that this was not true. The acupuncture points were no where near the piercing location. But then I thought about acupressure points and then my troublesome Vargas Nerve that was responsible for my slow digestion, motility, wack body temperature, swallowing and my stutter. I learned about this nerve from my speech pathologist when I was learning not to stutter. It is a very large branching nerve that basically goes all over the body and because of that is called the wandering nerve. One of the points on my head that I press down when in pain from the 24/7 migraine is apart of this nerve system. I looked up where it went and the nerve extends to where the piercing is located. 

So with that in mind, I called the place that did my friend’s piercing and they told me to come down. I drove…I shouldn’t have driven because my vision was not the best, my eye was continuously tearing, the nerve tingling was all over my face, chest and right side; the pressure was so much I though my head was going to explode and I was not really sure if my right leg would cooperate as I drove but I got there. I walked in and she took one look at me and said “you are in pain…right?” Oh yeah I was. I sat down in the chair and she got things ready.

I had the piercing done. It was super quick. I didn’t hurt when she did the one ear but the other when she put the needle from the bottom up hurt more. Nothing Like the migraine pain or 40 needle pain or labor pain. But I may not be the right person to talk about pain levels as my tolerance is a little high. I had both ears done.

Instantly the pressure in my head felt lighter and my eye stopped tearing. It was a weird feeling…there is no way I can describe it. I walked back to my car when the thunder and lightening started. I felt decent. I was skeptical there is no way this really should have worked…really there is only people’s written experience – no backed science.  Actually I am still skeptical still and now it is almost three weeks in. Is it the placebo affect or did it put pressure on the nerve…who the heck knows.

The weather is just finishing up a huge low pressure system with strong winds that they predicted an inland cyclone but winds didn’t get that strong here but where 80-90km/hr instead. This would have put me in bed the day before the storm to the day after the storm. Right now it is still windy with gusts of 50km/hr and I am still standing and functioning which is amazing. It is not to say that I never felt anything.  I felt like I was walking through gauze the first day. Yesterday and today I feel a little pain over my eyebrow at my regular point, my right forearm and shin felt like wood, there was tingling like crazy and my eye watered only a little. This is a big improvement on my ability to function.

So what can I say. I hope that my piercings heal well and my body does not reject the metal. I am still treating this as my own personal experiment. So I must thank that huffy and grumpy nurse for not listening to me as now I have another potential tool in my arsenal of migraine fighters. My expectations are different than most; I will take any relief. I also do not expect anything to ever fully get rid of my pain or make me back to normal. This is how it is. However, if there can be any tools that can help allievate or minimize the symptoms then it is a win. I am still uncertain if it is working or if it just me wanting to work, but I don’t know if I really believed it would work so I am left a little confused on the whole thing. I think I will just keep monitoring and leave it as a wait and see type of experiment.

Here hoping that you have a pain free or as little pain as possible day. Cheers to you as I put rocks in my pocket before going out side so I don’t blow away!


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Chronic Pain & TBI

Chronic Pain is a beast. It is not pain from over doing it at the gym, lifting heavy objects or mountain biking, it is pain that does not respond to over the counter medicines and it is often brushed aside by stating that the pain is “psychological”. And when the pain doesn’t go away or get treated, your life can begin to unravel quite quickly. Sleep, cognitive, concentration, appetite, daily activities are negatively affected when chronic pain is not treated or under control. This then leads to anxiety and depression that only add the nasty mix and do not help in day to day living. Because your energy is now taken up by doing everything in your power to accept and move through the pain. You breathe, continue with limited activities, say affirmations, think positive, try herbal supplements and anything and everything that people suggest to try to find some relief. Until it all becomes too much and then you sink into that pit of despair because all the tools in your tool box no longer work. You question worth, value and place here on earth. You can not handle the feel of clothes on your skin, or even someone touching your. Your body is so inflamed that you are old beyond your years. You do not go out because any activity is no longer easy or fun. Joy and happiness are suck from your soul as you are bone weary with every move. You calculate how many years left and if you have the mental and physical strength to actually continue to be here in this pain every day until die. You start to think of ways out…anything to just get rid of this damn pain.  This cycle will repeat itself until….

You finally find a Doctor who understands that chronic pain is real and begins to treat the pain. There is not a text book type way to treat chronic pain. It is more like experimenting with different treatment options until a positive response is obtained. This approach takes time, patience and sometimes putting up with a lot of side effects from different medicines. 

My chronic pain is two-fold; the 24 hour a day migraine with the added bonus of cluster-like headaches that feel like ice picks through the eye. This pain is never gone but for the most part it is managed. The second part to my chronic pain is my neuropathic pain due to nerve injury or nerve mis-communication and response to pain. This has always been on the right side of my body. It feels like burning fire ants, burning and shooting pain that is continually there. Between my knee and ankle fluctuates from burning to feeling like wood. I have had this for five years and it will always be a part of my life.

However, last November, I went off my Pristiq because I told the Doctor that I was doing well and that I was not depressed so I didn’t need it. So I went off the meds.  Then comes January to March where I begin to lose it all. My Neurogenic pain is not just on my right side, it was on my left side too. My chest felt like it was on fire with the flames flickering upwards to my neck and nose. I was worried. My skin was horrible. The itchyness I had on my arm, chest, legs and back was so bad that I was looking like a meth head with open cuts.

Turns out that my Pristiq was not for depression but for my neurogenic pain. An off label use for it…oh didn’t know that. Thus my brain doctor will continue to see me because she just rocks at figuring out what the hell is wrong with me when no one else gives a shit. Also she prescribed this awesome cream that does not contain steroids but instead lanocain and gabapentin to help topically for my pain. Also endless itching is also from neurogenic pain. The nerves are just all messed up and sending weird signals.

So now my pain is not through the roof. It is not 100% managed yet…still annoying as hell. I really do not like the way my chest feels but I really have no choice but to accept it. I hope we can still find a better management solution. I am looking forward to my June appointment to see what my next trials will be.


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March is Brain Injury Awareness in The United States

It has been a very active Brain Injury Awareness month. I have read so many wonderful tweets from fellow survivors and bloggers. I was even asked by Lyrysa Smith about Hydrocephalus. She is a journalist, book author and caregiver to her sister’s ABI after carbon monoxide poisoning.  She read my blog and then messaged me some questions. What an amazing person.

It is always meet such positive advocates. People with TBI and ABI need positive advocates. We also need to have more up to date resources in smaller centres.

I hate how I have to explain what my condition is, what an ETV is and now have to explain that my hydrocephalus gets worse when something is affecting my body to ER doctors. I will voice stronger rather than be put off like I am over reacting. I have a reason to be concerned. When my Hydrocephalus symptoms increase…head pain, pressure, more right side fire ants/tingling; I begin to walk funny again. My right side grasping and coordination start to fail…I can accidentally drop or throw items in my right hand. I also have a hard time understanding people especially when on the phone. My cognitive gets worse too. My short term memory is really bad normally and it takes and extreme amount of effort and time to move items from short term to working memory to long term memory even gets worse. My perception begins to change and the world can begin to get all swirly again and off balance again. 

These symptoms are the only symptoms I have to go on if there is issues with my Hydrocephalus. I do not know when I go into the ER if my ETV hole is partially plugged and flow is disrupted or anything other. I am told to go the the ER by all my Doctors in Calgary when I experience these symptoms. But When go to the ER here in Medicine Hat. I am shoved off into the cubicle B of less serious cold, flu & malingerer section and made to wait. (I don’t mind waiting as I know people come in with serious conditions but my can go sideways quickly and being blown off all the time is not cool). By the way the same one where I sat with Stephens Johnson’s Syndrome all blistered, bloodied mouth and peeling skin) as triage didn’t think I was serious when in fact I was being poisoned by my Meds and burning from the inside out. (PPL make mistakes and that nurse made a huge one. I still have rash and skin issues to date). 

I dislike that when you have a life-long condition and that you are made to feel you are wasting the medical system, hospital system, tax payers money when I go into the ER. No my condition never gave me a huge fever and my blood pressure would always read 120/80 (which is high for me but they always ignore that with a polite tight lipped sneer of someone who fully believes they are more qualified to know my body better than me) even before my brain surgery and definitely not after. Only once was my blood pressure at 170 or higher and they stick couldn’t figure out what was going on…infection…partial blockage. No on really knows…most likely me panicking because I couldn’t stand. 

 It is not like I go in on a whim. By the time I voice my conditions to my hubby I have thought long and hard if they are serious, is it just me over reacting etc….By the time I mention to my hubby, he will usually say it is better to waste your time in the ER and find out rather than sit and wait and maybe have things get worse quickly. He always asks if we should drive to Calgary and get the on-call neurologist. I always say no, that it is too much of a drive.  I dislike that knowledge level is not that good here. I dislike that I am going to explain more and more at the hospital. And then for them to say…it is not the hydrocephalus…it is my sinuses, anxiety, in my head, i am faking. Why put me on the defensive. Do you realize how much that hurts to me mentally especially when I am so much in pain and on the last rungs of hope. But when in fact they symptoms are my Hydrocephalus increasing because my body is fighting something. My neurosurgeon explained that Hydrocephalus symptoms will increase when there is something going on in my body. That my hydrocephalus baseline should return once what ever is going wrong in my body has been addressed.

So far I am three months of feeling off and I am not any better. The regular doctor gave me nose spray, I am taking allergy pills and I am now debating to go back to my Dr. Office and be a stronger advocate. The last time, the Dr. I saw thought I was a little aggressive. Hell yes! I am sick of not being heard. Sick of no solutions. Sick that they experts keep pawning me off saying not me…and saying I need to see someone else but no indication that a referral has been made. I am sick of the same cycle of treatment I had before my surgery five years ago. It is like they want you to fall through the cracks.

Why don’t  the Doctors and nurses just say…well your hydrocephalus symptoms are worse and that is an indicator that something is wrong in your body. Let’s figure it out so you can feel better. But no none of that. Oh hell no…no patient care…more like lets see if we can get her to go away. Truly our system is broken when you have to be a broken wheel, act like you are in severe traumatic pain (I don’t I get quieter and quieter as I focus on mindful meditative breathing and imagery) to be seen quicker and to be taken more seriously.

Thank goodness I have an appointment with the brain injury clinic in Calgary in April.  I know my Doctor there will listen to me. I am counting the days to actually be heard. Why is it that the brain injury clinic, endocrinology clinics and neurology clinics in Calgary take the time to really listen and find solutions. Why is there no out of the box thinking here in Med Hat? suggestions…the “let’s try this” type of approach. I mean really it does not take that much time to sit down and brain storm ideas. To verbally communicate, visually communicate with pictures from the computer. To take a risk and try something new.  


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Water Deprivation & Glucagon Stimulation Tests

I had started this post at least three times. I had even started writing but then there was a glitch and my iPad shut down. I lost what I had written. Then I couldn’t even access what I had started. Duh…Wordpress updates created new menu layout. Crud talk about not reading what is right infront of my eyes.

So the lowdown is that for me the water deprivation test was easy peasy compared to the glucagon stimulation test. Going without food and water was not an issue. What was an issue for both test was me forgetting my sleeping pills so I was up peeing until 3 each night before I passed out from exhaustion.

I had to do the long haul water depreviation test from 7am until 4:45pm. I had to pee and give blood every hour. I was given a saline solution interveniously around 3pm because I wasn’t dehydrated enough. The weird things throughout this testing process is that my urine didn’t darken and that the amount didn’t decrease. So what did I do all day? Sleep mostly, my vision was acting a little wonky so I really couldn’t read. I played unblock me and look at my pictures maybe for ten minutes each hour. The lights in the room were out for most of the day becausee my head hurt like hell. Chris came for 4:30pm with two smoothies that I had to wait to drink until my last pee and blood sample time. Then I drank  quickly and had to wait to see if I had some sort of reaction. I then had my final blood pressure test 113/75 and was sprung for the night. 

The next day was awesome. I arrived before nine and led to a nice warm room with two unique reclining cushy chairs. I was given warm blankets and heating pads. It was like being at the spa. Then I was set up again to be able to draw blood again. This time it went really quick because we used heating pads to warm up my arms so my wobbly evasive veins cooperated. I felt that this was going to be an easy test like yesterday. I was injected with Glucagon. The nurse warned it would hurt or burn. No didn’t feel that and was positive that all was going well. I dozed off. I felt my arm getting eaves and then of course about  an hour after the injection I had to go pee. In the bathroom I felt a little off. When I got back the nurse took more blood and commented that I didn’t drink that much water. I told her I drink much because I didn’t want to be sick to my stomach.  Then it was like a switch, I felt really sick to my stomach. Chris grabbed a garbage can and the nurse came running with one of those tiny paper containers. Thank goodness there wasn’t much to come up.Then I broke out in a sweat and I got dizzy and really hot. We had to get all the blankets off and my hoodie off with keeping IV in. Then I felt like I had to got the the bathroom. The nurse and Chris tried to stand me up but I couldn’t stand. The stomach cramping started and I started to shiver. The bathroom was not a priority anymore. I curled up in a ball and was covered in blankets again then I passed out. All these sick things didn’t happen over a period of time but instead minutes. I felt like I was hit with a bad stomach flu or food poisoning. 

When I woke up I felt better but tired. The test was almost over so I guess I was out for a couple hours. Then the last blood draw down and was allowed to eat. I ate  what we brought two Apple juices. I really had to go the bathroom but before I could stand I had to get my blood pressure taken again. It was down to 90/50 so I was not allowed to stand. I was offered a bedpan that I declined. So I waited and continued to eat more food. After I ate two packs of cookies my blood pressure was taken again. It had risen enough hat the nurse let me stand but accompanied me to the washroom. I started to get the shakes. When we got back to the room I had to stay a bit more then had my blood pressure again. When she took it again my blood pressure had risen to 110/70 and I was able to leave. Chris had parked down the street and it took a bit of slow walking to get there then we went to a nearby baker to get treats and went back to Medicine Hat.

My stomach felt sore and I had even less of an appetite for almost two weeks after. I couldn’t even stand the smell of meat.  I have not received my test results. One of the tests had to be sent to the Mayo clinic in the US because there is no labe in Canada that does the testing. 

In the meantime my brain injury Doctor prescribed me a short term/acting energy prescription that has been working.  I had the best birthday in four years. I have been on it for two weeks and this morning I needed. A body rest day so I didn’t take any pills.

Here is to hopefully long term positive solutions!


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Fatigue Tips – my ass

images (2)I remember when I attended a support group for ten TBIers like myself. The support group was run by two to three employees who basically ran it Nazi style by shoving their agenda and information down our throats. Instead of facilitating. It was interesting to be a part of in slightly sick and twisted way. I felt like it was a train wreck and I couldn’t look away. I really hated going as it was kind of embarrassing to sit through. It allowed for very little discussion and information was spoon fed to you like you could not understand. It felt that there was a us versus them scenario and we were the broken “thems”.

However, I know one of the facilitators and it was run with the best intentions, but from the intentions of a “normal” person. Because this person worked at a Brain Injury Rehabilitation place, she should have known that brain injury does not affect intelligence but instead affects other cognitive factors that can make us seem not intelligent. It felt like we were not respected as adults.

I remember that that one week of the eight week program was about fatigue. It really irked the information fed out was that fatigue was our fault because of exercise, motivation, eating, and sleeping habits. The suggestions were all well meaning but fucking utterly useless and made me angry that Brain Injury workers had nothing useful to give use. Everyone went very quiet in the room and looked down. There was anger, defeat and pure frustration oozing from everyone. I really didn’t like the suggestions because each one was more of an assumption that it was your personal fault for the fatigue and you were not working hard enough to fix it.

For example, you are experiencing fatigue because you do not exercise enough, eat healthy enough, do not have proper sleeping habits, not motivated etc…. We were not all newbies with our TBIs we have tried all and continue to try to use all the techniques but still are experiencing issues. When I asked about medicines. We were not encouraged to discuss what meds or techniques have worked for us, the TBIers, I was not able ask any of my fellow warriors. We were told that we had to discuss anything with our doctors. Doctors are human and sometimes at a loss too so hearing what other doctors have tried with other TBIers is very important.

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My fatigue level ranges from moderate to the extreme fatigue all the time, even with my awesome new meds. It is no fun, but mid day rests are still mandatory in my life. My energy levels fluctuate throughout the day like anyone else’s but they may wane and fluctuate way quicker.

Fatigue is defined as:

fa·tigue
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noun
noun: fatigue; noun: fatigue detail; plural noun: fatigue details
  1. 1.
    extreme tiredness, typically resulting from mental or physical exertion or illness.
    “he was nearly dead with fatigue”
    synonyms: tiredness, weariness, sleepiness, drowsiness, exhaustion, enervation,languor, lethargy, torpor, prostration;

    war-weariness
    “his body was slumped from fatigue”
    antonyms: energy
    • a reduction in the efficiency of a muscle or organ after prolonged activity.
    • weakness in materials, especially metal, caused by repeated variations of stress.
      plural noun: fatigues
      “metal fatigue”
    • a lessening in one’s response to or enthusiasm for something, typically as a result of overexposure to it.
      “museum fatigue”

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TBI fatigue is often very hard to manage and is often a long-term affect when adapting with a TBI. I still have a hard time dealing with fatigue. I loath being fatigued. I really could not explain it to anyone until a friend of mine with Lupus posted The Spoon Theory by Christine Miserandino at www.butyoudontlooksick.com. It is the easiest way to explain to anyone about chronic conditions and fatigue.

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The normals methods to help with regular fatigue such as exercise, cutting caffiene, cutting sugar, eating healthy, and reducing stress do not work for TBI or other chronic conditions. I was going to write down my own list of suggestions to help minimize fatigue in daily life, but I found a great blog post by a fellow blogger and TBIer. Simple Tips to Manage Fatigue with Brain Injury, Memory Problems, and Chronic Illness to Self Rehabilitate

I am will not waste my precious energy re-inventing the wheel when this article has some awesome advice.  Cheers to the days with extra spoons and Boo to the days where you boom then bust.


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Cautiously Optimistic Round Two

images (2)Monday May 11, 2015, finally got to go see my physiatrist at Foothills. We talked about my being in pain since April 5th. We then talked about the emotional roller coaster ride that went hand in hand with the pain. She also ordered a CT scan because of the weird auditory things and head pressure that has also been happening.

She gave me a new sleep prescription to use if needed.

We talked about different alternative therapies that may or may not work for me. I liked that we talked about her research in sports and concussions. We also talked about the placebo effect. How that 30% of any treatment, drug, therapy is placebo effect. So it is hard to determine which alternative therapies would work for me. Then hubby brought up the if using medical marijuana would be an option. Because my kids where in the room, the Doc asked if we smoked via symbols. We said no. She said there are three ways smoking with a vaporizer to get rid of toxins, using a nasal mist or by pill form.

The Doc thought that Cesamet (nabilone) would be a great adjunct treatment with the Botox treatment. Cesamet is a man-made form of cannabis (also known as marijuana).

f43231246f0fb14e63a92944ab735993So I had nothing to lose. From day three on I walked around with a perma grin not because I felt high, but because I felt very little pain.It still feels surreal to be the most pain free in over 3.5 years. The pain is not gone, but it is amazingly reduced! I still get the fire ants up and down my right side of body and face, but instead of pain, it is just like little marching ants feet. I get break through pain from weather systems, over stimulation and from my eyes, but it is nothing compared to what it was. My right eye still does it’s own thing and I can feel it twitch etc but there is no ice pick or butcher knife piercing through my eyeball.  I still get the aura symptoms of weird visual patterns and wonky vision, but I don’t get the full headache pain. We had a thunderstorm warning yesterday and a small storm today. My head felt like I was wearing a helmet, heavy and constricting. I could still feel the pressure, but not the pain so much. It is quite the feeling to be a human bobble head that may explode at any moment but without the physical shooting/throbbing ice pick pain.

chronic painI feel free and light! I do not feel high. I feel very awake and alive. It is so amazing to have some of my life back. The world is not fuzzy or blurry (still can be tho) but way more in focus. The huge heavy backpack, chains, rocks of pain have been decreased to a manageable level. I had no idea how much I used the power of positive thinking, mindfulness and relaxation breathing to help with my pain. I know that I would always minimize the pain because why would you bother telling people about it too much. I mean the story gets old for me, so sure in the  hell it has gotten old for others too. I have some side effects, such as it has slowed down my digestive and motility to a near stop. This does not make you feel comfortable so I am taking steps to get it under control. I did feel a bit nauseous but hell I was feeling sick to my stomach 24/7 for the longest time so no biggie and that even went away after about ten days of treatment. The pill hasn’t cured my brain injury, but it has brought some relief to pain so I can hopefully now work on my brain quirks. My memory and awareness still needs to improve. I was towing my hubby and son behind in a dune buggy and didn’t realize until I got back to the truck that the rope had snapped and left them in the dust over a few hills back! I posted this today and somehow, it showed up for a bit then reverted back to a draft that I thought I had erased. I have no idea what button I pushed, but what was showing this evening was not what I had posted this morning. Boo Hiss…disappeared to me hitting wrong button when i tried to correct a date. I also put last years date. I honestly still thought it was 2014. OMG it is almost half way through 2015.

kelly dec 2014 359 - CopyHowever despite how squirrelly I am acting, I feel like I want to take flight and just grab life again and be a part of it. But all my family and doctors all want me to take it easy. My hubby wants me to be at least six months pain-free before I decide to do “something” That “something” I am still working on and look forward to doing eventually. Here’s a big cheer for being cautiously optimistic round two