For the past 4 years I have been a medical mystery too many health care providers. I have gone to top neurologists, tried acupuncture, gone to a chiropractor, and several primary care providers. Three doctors outright told me I baffled them. I suppose every woman would like to consider herself mysterious, but probably not in this vein. Sigh.
You may be wondering what may be so mysterious about me. Well, more specifically medically mysterious. For the past few years, I have had a pain in my shoulder that goes down to my fingers, at times. It is constant, chronic pain. I have no torn muscles. I have had four MRIs, including one of my head and lower back. I am about to have another MRI this Friday. Perhaps, this time around, something will show on the scans. I’m not holding my breath. No one can figure out what is wrong. All scans show I am fine. Yet, the pain on some nights has been quite intense and most pain killers don’t work to alleviate the pain. Back when I was in New York, I was getting injection shots at the base of my head. Those worked to a point.
What makes me laugh about this all is that other people have similar experiences. I have two colleagues that have gone through the exact procedures and varied diagnoses. We have our own snarky support group going. Pain misery loves snarky company!
While I wait to undergo my next MRI, I felt tat I had to take some matters into my own hand. Thus, I did what everyone else does nowadays. I googled symptoms, treatment plans and alternatives. What I came up with is that I need to drink tumeric to help with my ansty legs and I need copper for my arms. Well, copper compresion sleeves. I felt a bit silly ordering compresion sleeves as I had seen such an ad on television I try to avoid television commercials because I hate being sold things I don’t need. I record the majority of the shows that I watch and I skip ahead through the commercials. But I caught an ad, while at the gym, of copper compression sleeves. It was like $15 or so. I thought why not?
I got my copper and my tumeric and the pain has eased a little. Well, it eased enough to let me sleep through the night. It’s not gone. But I feel some relief. That is just an amazing feeling to get some relief and to get it through my own doing. While a lot on the internet is crap, useless, and even dangerous at times, there are some good tidbits out there that can help empower one as a consumer and as a patient. Of course, as a psychologist, I know this could all be a placebo effect. And you know what? I’m ok with that.