I feel like I have been spiraling out of control lately, health-wise. One thing always leads to another and I can't seem to get over the hump.
It was one year ago this week that my abdominal pain started.
Not a pain-free day in all that time.
I've been through 5 different types of specialists now, with recommendations to go to 2 other types. I've had 2 different physical therapists and a massage therapist, all trying to get me out of pain.
Just when I felt like my new physical therapist was making headway on the ab pain, my right shoulder started hurting (beginning of August). I had been faithfully doing all the stretches that my first PT had prescribed and one of those started making my shoulder hurt (feel free to see the stretch here). Like a good little patient, I stopped doing that stretch. But instead of getting better, I started getting worse.
By mid-September, I could barely move my arm. I became very well adapted with using my left arm for things. Obviously, there are things that I couldn't really do with my left arm, like writing and putting in my contacts. But my right arm was in so much pain that I didn't have a choice.
I visited my pain doctor, which is the doctor that diagnosed my Myofascial Pain Syndrome. He brushed it off as arthritis and said it would go away in 4-6 weeks. He refused to write me a PT order (even though I was already going to a new PT for my ab pain and for leg numbness).
I was not sold on an arthritis diagnosis. I am 34 and I don't think I am riddled with arthritis yet. The day might come when this is true but I didn't think it was right now.
I knew this was something different and I knew it wouldn't go away on its own. In the meantime, he thought it would be a great idea to give me a pain patch. (Note the sarcasm.) I know I shouldn't be too hard on him. His specialty is pain and he is focused on looking for chronic causes of pain, not acute ones.
But I decided to get a second opinion. One of our local orthopedic doctors' offices has a walk-in clinic, no referral or appointment necessary. So I walked on in. After an X-ray and an exam, I was reassured that there is absolutely no sign of arthritis in my shoulder. There was, however, lots of inflammation and reason to order an MRI to look for a tear.
(Story to continue later...)