| Posted: 17 July 2008 at 11:11am | IP Logged
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This past few weeks have been really tough for me, both physically and mentally.
I have always had a very positive attitude as far as my SPD is concerned - I have always pushed for new treatments, researched everything, tried anything possible, determined to beat this and move on.
When I started my prolotherapy I really felt I had found the treatment which was going to work for me and that the only way was up. I was warned it would take much longer with me than with other people and other conditions but I didnt mind.
However now I have had a set which havent taken at all - and I have never had an improvement in the length of pain free time I have between injections, which makes me wonder how I can possibly move forward. I have started to accept that this might be my life for the foreseeable future.
Its been tough for me, and I havent had much support in it. My family have been great but DH is struggling with the implications and I have had friends who have criticized me for changing my mind as far as deciding to applying for disability allowance is concerned.
I am also considering taking an automatic licence instead of manual if it means I might be able to drive earlier. Its something I need to look into. The disability forms are a nightmare and I'm so scared of filling them out wrong or not putting the information in the right words as I have heard that the wording can make all the difference.
I am seeing my doctor tomorrow about sorting my medication out as I am so tired, I'm not sleeping and I am really struggling to get about. However now I have my head around this a bit better, and my anti depressents are kicking in, I am feeling a lot less emotional. I am very tired and always in pain so I am not perfect but I am moving on and trying to do my best for my son.
Edward has made it so much easier as he is so helpful. He asks me regually how I am feeling, if my hips hurt, am I in pain, etc and gives me lots of cuddles and kisses. He fetches my step and helps me into the bath and shower and he fetches my stick if I need to get up and helps sort my pillows for me.
I felt awful yesterday as he was curled up next to me on the sofa, leaned across me to get something and slipped. His elbow went right into my groin and it hurt so much I cried out and had tears running down my cheeks. He felt so bad and wouldnt leave me alone. He cuddled me for ages and fetched me his cuddly toys to make me feel better. He even offered to tuck me into bed and read to me!
Sorry I have gone on a bit - it just helps so much to get it all down. - Right, now I'm off to get on with my DLA forms.
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