Falling and Fears That Follow

My mom came out to visit me this weekend because I have been feeling so much better and it's been years since she's seen that. We spent hours shopping and having a good time. Our last stop for the weekend was Costco to pick up odds and ends. Wouldn't you know it? I slipped on a liquid substance (maybe jam?) and fell. Hard. At first I didn't know what happened. Then I wanted to get up and leave quickly because I was so embarrassed but luckily my mom had me stay down until we could make sure everything was fine. I was sore but that didn't matter; I was concerned about my stimulator. I know that the wires can dislodge after a jolt (usually a car accident or a big fall) and I wanted to make sure everything was in place. I'm sure the poor Costco manager was wishing it had happened to someone who didn't recently have brain surgery, but that's the way it goes. 

I went to the ER and got X-Rays as well as a CT Scan. Luckily everything was in place and I was discharged after a few hours. My hospital experience made me wish I was back in Sacramento with knowledgeable doctors because everyone at Renown looked at me like I had a second head when I told them about my stimulator. I have been considering finding a neurologist and neurosurgeon here in case I need anything, but so far I do not have much confidence in the doctors in Reno. Perhaps it's worth the two hour drive to visit UC Davis. 

I will need physical therapy because I pulled my back out. I hate physical therapy. I have had many experiences with it in the past and while it does help, I don't enjoy going (especially at this age, I'm too young!). This fall made me even more thankful that I do not have the stimulator battery pack in my back because there is no doubt I would have caused some damage. As anyone who has had this surgery knows, the fear of a revision surgery is real and always looming. Hopefully as time goes on I will think of it less and less. But for now, I am still treating my body with kid gloves. 

I have been trying to taper off the pain killers, but every time I try I seem to hurt myself. I am truly struggling with this and it brings me a lot of shame. I thought it would be easier than it has become. I'm really not on a high dose, and I don't believe I'm addicted because I'm taking less than prescribed. Yet I know that my body is dependent. What it really boils down it is I'm afraid of going off of them because I am petrified of being in pain. The funny thing is I also know that I'm in more pain because I'm on opiates and once I get off I'll be amazed at how good I feel. I'm just scared. I don't want to go off of them and have to go back on. I'm seriously looking into doing a detox program through a local rehab center. I know my insurance will cover it, I just want to make sure I'm not branded an "addict." 

I so wish there were more doctors out there that understood chronic pain and opiate use. Before I came across my correct headache diagnosis (hemicrania continua) and the ONS surgery I applied to go to a pain rehab clinic. It looked amazing: mornings were spent with a counselor that understood pain, afternoons were spent doing exercises and learning meditation. Basically, they taught you have to live a modified, but normal, life without medication. I soon found out they did not take headache patients. I was devastated, which sent me on a search for somewhere that did. To my dismay I could not find any. There were several headache specialty clinics, but nothing to help cope with chronic pain. I suppose that is part of the reason I was so gung-ho about the surgery. I knew that I didn't have many other options and I certainly didn't want to be on opiates the rest of my life. Perhaps one day doctors will stop throwing pills at people and teach them how to deal with pain, but maybe that's just wishful thinking.

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http://www.theacpa.org/

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