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Fucking Injections

So. I had a ESI injection about 3 weeks ago. I was supposed to have the second injection of the series yesterday, but the claims adjuster for workers comp, in her infinite wisdom, decided I had to have a sit down with my Pain Management doctor first to discuss the after effects of the first injection.

I went in yesterday for my appointment. My doctor asked why we weren’t doing the injection, and I explained the claims adjuster’s reasoning. Man, was my doctor pissed!!! He explained to the nurse case manager that it is a series of injections. Often relief won’t happen after the first, but the second will work, but the injections should be about 2-3 weeks apart. Well, it’s been 3 weeks already, and would be another 2 weeks to get me scheduled and receive approval from wc. So basically that first injection, which incidentally didn’t do dick for my pain, was a waste of my time, my doctor’s time and the insurance company’s money. Siiiiiiiiiigh. Just…fucking sigh. Now we have to go back to square one and start a new series of injections. Fuck me.

I’m schedule for the “first” injection in 2 weeks, and the next injection 2 weeks later. I’m so fucking sick of injections. I mean, compared to spinal fusion, an ESI is like a mosquito bite, but in reality it does fucking hurt. It’s not fun at all, and I’m always miserable for 2-3 days after. And the worst part? They have never helped. The whole ordeal seems pointless for me, not to mention the fact that every time a needle enters my spine there are risks involved. One day I’ll write about my lovely experience with a spinal headache due to a dermal puncture from one of these injections.

If these injections don’t help, it looks like we’ll be moving onto the Spinal Cord Stimulator Implant trial. If it helps, I’ll have one permanently implanted. If it doesn’t help…then I’ll most likely be having that second fusion/discectomy/Laminectomy surgery sooner rather than later.

I’m running out of options here. I don’t even want to start thinking about the possibility that THIS is my permanent situation. If I do, I might just go mad.

On a completely unrelated note, here’s a picture of my cat. Isn’t he precious? I honestly don’t know what I’d do without Malkovich. He’s been so sensitive and in tune with my pain, and he always just seems to know when I need a cuddle.


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Needles and Steroids and Spines, Oh My!

Well, today I will be having another injection. Just a standard epidural steroid injection, except this time they will approach the spine from the sides instead of going straight in, because of my hardware. This will be my first injection since before surgery (with the exception of a caudal a few months post op), and I’m really hoping this will help. I had what feels like a zillion of these before surgery, and they never really did much, other than make me miserable, but my neuro thinks its worth a “shot” (no pun intended) to try to find me a little bit of relief. Of course, he’s not the one face down on the table in an OR with needles going into his spine, so sure, why not, right?

But really, compared to spine surgery, this is a walk in the park, right? Hmmmm…perhaps that’s not the right phrase to use, since a walk in the park is actually pretty fucking miserable for me. Piece of cake? No, that won’t work either; since I can’t exercise because of my back, cake goes straight to my ass. Cake is my mortal enemy. A cinch. Like my pants all cinch my waist because I’ve gained about 10 pounds, due to cake and lack of walking. For fuck sake, does everything have to be hard?!? Damn.

Anyway…here’s hoping that today’s injection goes well and gives me a little relief.

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