I wrote this blog entry below two years ago today. How funny it is that it popped up in my Facebook memories. I don’t even remember sharing it. I haven’t seen my Rheumatologist in a while, and I’ve been hesitating on going back because of… anxiety and agoraphobia. Simple, so it seems, but so very complicated.
It seems to me that God is nudging me to start taking better care of myself again, and to include the Rheumatologist.
For that matter, I’ve been hedging on calling the radiologist to perform the Breast Cancer screening. I haven’t done it in two years. Ah ah ah… I know, shame on me. But the pain from it was indescribable.
I did get the Electromyogram (EMG) and Nerve Conduction Study done on my arms and hands. A technician did the first test, and my neurologist did the second test. I’m not sure which one was which. I had to lay down, and let them check various nerve points in my hands and arms. They used electricity somewhat like in those little TENS units you can get at CVS for $50… but stronger. And they used needles.
Even when I expected them to “zap” I still felt startled, and I couldn’t tense up or it would ruin the test. I still cried, because I couldn’t help it. It was a natural response, they said, and that my body literally couldn’t keep from crying and therefore, I shouldn’t feel badly. They also said that the pain I felt was “legit” whatever that meant.
But they ALSO said that the pain, twitching, and clenching in my arms, hands, and fingers wasn’t due to the bulging discs. It can therefore be blamed entirely on the Fibromyalgia.
They have to test my lower limbs now. We haven’t set up a test date yet for that, but I’ll be hearing from them soon.
As it is, I have to go. I have an appointment with my pain management doctor. Wheee!
I had a 6-month check up with my PCP on Wednesday. Since my Fibromyalgia diagnosis, this has been something she insists on in order to see the progression of my pain and how I’m handling it.…