Cherylie
New Member
I've been tooling around the site for a few weeks, waiting for my ankle surgery to create the down time I need to focus on this BS of chronic pain.
Note - ankle surgery has no relationship to chronic pain. Ripped the tendon and had to be replaced.
I sat with my pain doc, asking, "Why do I have these symptoms? What is my diagnosis? Do I have some crazy-chick, diagnosis of exclusion, like fibromyalgia?"
"Why do my hands hurt so much? Why does a hangnail (yes, seriously a friggin' hangnail) hurt so disproportionately to the size and scope of injury, especially when it's healing? Oh, yeah - am I the only patient you have who gets so worked up about whatever it is that's causing pain?"
God love him. He immediately told me he doesn't HAVE any "crazy-chick, diagnosis of exclusion". Then he gently led me to the concept of TMS and how it might be able to answer some of my questions.
Here's what makes me believe there is power to these concepts: As we chatted further, Doc mentioned that, generally, fibromyalgia is the diagnosis of folks with my symptoms when they are manifested above and below the waist.
I said, "Oh, but I have legitimate problems with my low back. I have structural changes, calcium build-up." He gazed at me patiently.... "aaaah, yes, I see," I whispered to myself, as my mind immediately flashed to the very first time I ever had low back pain.
I was a kid, somewhere between 8 and 11 years old. I bent down to get something from the lowest drawer in the kitchen, and I sneezed. I was frozen - unable to straighten upright. That is the only time I remember my stepfather - who was a pedophile - touching me in a helping and healing way, rather than in a harmful way. He helped me straighten up and move to a chair.
I believe my child's inability to reconcile that conflict of good/evil solidified into low back pain lasting 40 years.
As these thoughts raced through my head and feelings raced through my heart, I KNEW I had finally discovered the truth, the core, the origin of my low back pain. I spoke none of this to my doctor. I kept it inside, marveling at the immediacy of the relief I felt, as I walked out of that office, leaving my low back pain behind.
So I know this method of treatment works, and I am expecting it will continue to help with the other aches and pains and mysteries my body presents to me.
Note - ankle surgery has no relationship to chronic pain. Ripped the tendon and had to be replaced.
I sat with my pain doc, asking, "Why do I have these symptoms? What is my diagnosis? Do I have some crazy-chick, diagnosis of exclusion, like fibromyalgia?"
"Why do my hands hurt so much? Why does a hangnail (yes, seriously a friggin' hangnail) hurt so disproportionately to the size and scope of injury, especially when it's healing? Oh, yeah - am I the only patient you have who gets so worked up about whatever it is that's causing pain?"
God love him. He immediately told me he doesn't HAVE any "crazy-chick, diagnosis of exclusion". Then he gently led me to the concept of TMS and how it might be able to answer some of my questions.
Here's what makes me believe there is power to these concepts: As we chatted further, Doc mentioned that, generally, fibromyalgia is the diagnosis of folks with my symptoms when they are manifested above and below the waist.
I said, "Oh, but I have legitimate problems with my low back. I have structural changes, calcium build-up." He gazed at me patiently.... "aaaah, yes, I see," I whispered to myself, as my mind immediately flashed to the very first time I ever had low back pain.
I was a kid, somewhere between 8 and 11 years old. I bent down to get something from the lowest drawer in the kitchen, and I sneezed. I was frozen - unable to straighten upright. That is the only time I remember my stepfather - who was a pedophile - touching me in a helping and healing way, rather than in a harmful way. He helped me straighten up and move to a chair.
I believe my child's inability to reconcile that conflict of good/evil solidified into low back pain lasting 40 years.
As these thoughts raced through my head and feelings raced through my heart, I KNEW I had finally discovered the truth, the core, the origin of my low back pain. I spoke none of this to my doctor. I kept it inside, marveling at the immediacy of the relief I felt, as I walked out of that office, leaving my low back pain behind.
So I know this method of treatment works, and I am expecting it will continue to help with the other aches and pains and mysteries my body presents to me.
