I spent much of the day going to and from the doctor, including our ritually getting lost while trying to make sense of the GPS directions on the cell. We did get there because 30 years ago, I lived in the area and I still had some vague residual memory of the area. Lots of shouting. Garry seems to think that I know something about where we are that he doesn’t know, so he gets annoyed if I can’t figure out what the instructions are saying. I absolutely positively know that I don’t know anything and what I used to know is probably wrong because all the roads are different now.
So I get mad because by now, he should know I get lost often and easily. The only thing I’ve got going for me is I read the big green highway signs instead of driving right past them. He points out he can’t read them because he is driving. I point out that the signs are there for drivers. That’s why they are 20 feet high with 6 foot high letters. This is a stupid argument, but it keeps us busy until we get to the doctor.
Garry has to sit in the car because they won’t let him sit inside. Which means that as the weather gets colder, we won’t go anywhere that they won’t let your partner sit in a heated waiting room.
This was my second round of lidocaine shots. The first were three in the spine. Yes, it hurt, but if that’s the most hurt for the week, it’s no big deal. A lot of me hurts, so something transient isn’t going to kill me. My theory is that anyone who is at the Pain Clinic for shots in their spine or hips is not going to be daunted by the needle. These people are already miserable and in a lot of pain which is WHY they are at the Pain Clinic.
The spinal injections hurt more than both hips, but I have two hips and got three shots in each hip, so it took longer. I could have come back for a second round (one hip per visit), but he failed to understand my powerful unwillingness to make that drive even once more in the foreseeable future. Especially since are pretty big snowstorm is expected day after tomorrow. A foot or more.
Anyway, first came some deep lidocaine shots followed by steroids. To no one’s surprise, I have bursitis in both hips. I’m hoping when these shots start working, I can actually lie on one side.
I don’t know how long the shots in my spine will keep working. The doctor said it varies. For some people, they don’t work at all. For others, only a brief time. Mine took almost two weeks before I felt the full effects. It isn’t that my back doesn’t hurt. It hurts less and maybe even more important, it feels stronger. I don’t feel it crunching around all the time. Maybe it’s a hearing loss, but I’m hoping things are tightening up. Like my muscles, maybe? It could last for six months, even a year. For some people, it quiets the nerves to such a degree that it never hurts as much as before. I want very much to be the one where the effect never entirely goes away. Less pain would be a good thing.
I have had successful hip injections before and the shots lasted about 8 weeks full-strength, and at half strength for another couple of weeks. You can only get these shots three times in a year in the same area of your body (spine, shoulder, hips, etc.). So, regardless, I wouldn’t be due for a new set until around my birthday. Maybe, by then, we’ll have enough vaccinated people in Massachusetts to conduct business in something like a normal way. The first people in the country got vaccinated today. It’s hope in a syringe.
From my mouth to god’s ear!