It has come to my attention recently that for someone who seldom complains, I actually have a heck of a lot of stupid problems.
A comprehensive list:
- Chronic cluster migraines. Sometimes I’m good for a year and then BAM, three weeks of straight agony with occasional visits to the hospital for those sweet, sweet IV drugs that are the only thing that gives a temporary reprieve. I’ve got a pretty good batch of pharmaceuticals right now that keep them mostly in check, but every now and then, probably once a month, I get a doozie of a breakthrough headache. This, and I say it with all possible aplomb, can f**k right off at any time. But alas, I will likely be stuck with them for the rest of my life.
- Arthritis in:
- Both knees (thanks, ballet)
- Both big toes (thanks again, ballet)
- My neck (thanks… Obama? This one’s a bit of a mystery.)
- A left arm that, resulting from especially shoddy medical attention, was improperly set after a nasty break and is consequently sore almost all the time and is generally just a piece of crap that I have to deal with being attached to my body now.
- An upper back injury (tore a muscle dancing because I thought that since I had just flat-out sprinted across campus to get to my ballet class I didn’t have to warm up – holy crap, ALWAYS warm up, people.) When it goes out it causes me massive difficulty breathing and moving my upper body in any useful way.
- A lower back injury (stupidly tried to move a full filing cabinet all by myself and landed myself in physio for months) that when it goes out makes me unable to sit without a tonne of pain for any extended period of time. Office jobs are fun!
- “I was married for five years and all I got was this lousy PTSD.”
- Anxiety that I have to be medicated for.
- OCD. And I don’t say this just because I line up my Reese’s Pieces by color and eat them in order of preference or other “cute” incarnations of the disorder. Nope. When left to my own devices I have a tendency to pull out my own hair.
- I’m LITERALLY allergic to the sun. And latex. And codeine. But the sun. For real.
That’s all I can think of for now. If you’ve made it this far, I dunno, I owe you a Coke or something. I mostly just wanted everything in one place for ease of reference for medical personnel. I recently had to fill out a lengthy questionnaire for a new health care practitioner and realized I should probably jot everything down in one place so I wouldn’t forget anything in case this came up again.
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