You know how I talk about life being a rollercoaster??? Tuesday and Wednesday were the peaks. Today was the trough.
The physiotherapist does not "get" CRPS. And to cut a long story short, she now says I can only go once every 2 weeks. I was distraught. I howled on the treadmill. Then I thought, ok, you are going to the pain specialist this afternoon. Tell him.
So I did. He is not impressed. I don't know what he can do, but I may be going to physio through the clinic now. We will see. They have many more treatments there I can do. And he reminded me of Bath, and that will be very intensive.
Anyway, the real trough was yet to come. Can I just say that I am seeing the world in slow motion right now. He put the canula in my foot and missed the vein, so the first injection of the drugs went into the foot, and I nearly leapt out of my skin. Pain. Unbelievable pain. So they let down the tourniquet thing and they started again. 2 worms. 2 tourniquets. Perfect. Apparently last week I only had a partial dose. Today I had the full one. You have no idea. NO idea.
And when they released the tourniquet, the wave of unbelievable heat rushed up my entire body. Wow. So I am totally and utterly spaced out. And I will be off to bed in a sec and I fully intend staying there for the next heaven knows how many hours. A long time. Seeing the world in slow motion and in triplicate is not great.
This woosy discombobulated womanis signing off for now.
PS. Thank you so much for all your lovely comments. And I am sorry I have not visited everyone yet. And about the name....that is up to the Bump's parents. She has a lovely name, but they may not want me to say what it is. We will see.
Bed. I need my bed.