Some tunnels have no light at the end...

Well, my MRI showed no damage to my rotator cuff.  No adhesions, either.  So, I got a cortisone shot that really didn't do any good, and physical therapy.

I won't lie, I'm disheartened.  And I really don't want more physical therapy.  I know it does good, but I tried that before the MRI and nothing.

It's not like I was hoping for a rotator cuff injury.  BUT, it would have been an answer.  And now I still have plenty of pain (and the cortisone didn't do a damned thing), and no answer as to why. 

This is what I hate about the whole diagnostic process.  I hate chasing problems and receiving no answer.  Is this it, then?  We don't know, so just suck it up and deal with the pain?  I don't love that solution.  I don't want to take anti-inflammatories every day, and I'm not comfy with just never using my arm again.  I'm only 37!  That's a lot of time left to be unable to do anything with my left arm at all!

I don't know what's next.  I'll go see the doctor again in June, and we'll see.  Whatever.

I did get my eyes checked and my prescription is worse, but NO retinopathy, and the cotton wool spots I had back when I was pregnant with my youngest are unchanged.  So there's that.  I took the little monsters in to get their eyes checked and surprise, surprise, both need glasses.  Thing 2 has a lazy eye and Thing 1 needs BIFOCALS, for shit's sake.

I can't handle my life any more.  I really can't.

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