My insurance company is being EVER so helpful now. I find it kind of irritating that they are so helpful now… they are helpful to the point of being pushy. They called Saturday. Left voice mail. Hi this is <insert name> registered nurse with your insurance company. You have a free thing that we are going to MAKE you take advantage of. We are going to continue to call and leave you voicemail until you cave in and talk to us and accept our “help”.
Why are they SO concerned? Lower back pain. I went to the doctor for leg weakness and found out that I had herniated disk and back arthritis. I got the herniated disk taken care of (cortisone shots are wonderful) and now I don’t have weakness anymore. I still have pain sometimes but hot water and anti-inflamitories seem to help most of the time… occasionally a Tramadol if it is too ouchy.
Nurse who I was made to talk to said that I’m doing all the cool things I’m supposed to. Yoga class once a week, three days a week home practice… cooling gels when muscles are complaining… all the things that dr and therapist said to do… so now I’m going to have the nurse and their help inflicted upon me.
Thank you so much.
Where were you people when I was fighting with the pain of RA when it set in? Really. I couldn’t bear weight on the balls of me feet, my knee wouldn’t let me move, my knuckles were giving me the one, two (three, four, five, six, seven) punch and my wrists were bithcy. Where were you when I needed you people? I guess back is scary, forever doesn’t really matter so much.
On the plus side, I can dig through their hidden library now just in case.
I’m going to watch this all day… I know most people who accidentally stumble here already know about him… but THIS is an awesome REAL description of what it means to have RA…
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I didn’t have time, at the time, but this time I took the time. When I got out of the car and chirped the locks, the labyrinth called to me. I didn’t really have the time, but I went, anyway. It called to me, the deep resonant wind chime sang out and called to me. As I crept in to peaceful sunken garden, the grackles who usually annoy me were drinking from the water in the cracks of the garden stones, from the water blown down onto the garden walk from the waterfall and the pool below. The songbirds sang in time to the and the waterfall. The gate closed and the city receded and I spent a stolen ten minutes beneath the orange flowered ivy ceiling, listening to the peace and solitude (no one is ever here even though it is open to the public and a wonderful meditation garden that beckons).
I drank my coffee with its creamy, sweet, guilty pleasure and listened to the song. I didn’t walk the labyrinth. I did watch the birds and the water, and the ivy tendrils dancing from the ceiling in the wind. It was a slow swaying dance, as gentle as the song that it danced to. The heat and noise forgotten. The urgency to hurry to anywhere with it.
I didn’t have the time, but I took the time. And this morning it made all the difference.
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Got up headachey this morning… didn’t sleep great even though I was way tired and cleaned the bedroom and closet sufficiently to sleep in the bed again. I know a lot of the not being able to sleep has been … Continue reading
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I’m up. I’m achey and tired (slept on the floor with the dog curled up next to me being a pain in the butt… but a happy pain in the butt.. because I’m “spring cleaning” my closet and right now … Continue reading