How life is ironic:
It's ironic for me writing this post because it coincides exactly with where my life has been the past 2+ weeks. It's really weird writing it because it's like foreshadowing. Every concern that I had at the end of May was just confirmed exactly 18 days ago. So now you're probably wondering what happened at the end of May? I've been holding off on writing this post because I didn't know how everything was going to play out. I wasn't emotionally ready. In order for me to write these posts, I have to come to terms with everything and know the end result. Now that I know what happened, I can let you know what happened at the end of May.
Once I returned back home from Minnesota on May 16th from seeing Dr. E I slept a lot the next several days. There really isn't anything worth writing about. It would be like me writing about how paint dries on a wall; nobody wants to read about that. Why? IT'S BORING!
May 22, 2016
I was doing a bit better this day. My mom and I went to the nursing home to go have lunch and visit my grandpa. It was a nice day outside so we were able to have ourselves a nice little pinic on the patio. We started bringing this little portable radio that syncs to my phone and we play my grandpa's favorite types of music: Big Band, Judy Garland, Doris Day, Connie Francis, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin...the list goes on. My grandpa isn't as conversational as he used to be so music is nice because it fills in the silence.
My grandpa and I having our picnic |
It was a big day. It was the day that my custom cervicothoracic brace was getting made aka custom CTO brace. This is the brace that I'll go into once the halo brace is removed from my head.
Before heading to my appointment I had my mom help clean my torso. Apparently my dog Daisy felt it was necessary to help out too...or stand guard.
Daisy keeping watch over me |
Now that I was clean and ready to go, my mom brought me to the orthotics building to have my new brace made. I had no idea what to expect. I had never had a brace like this made before so I had no clue what it would be like. I do know now it's like being made into a human mummy. Pictures explain better than words do so I put together a few collages to explain what's going on in each picture.
On the way to the hospital I emailed my shoulder surgeon, Dr. E, what was going on in the event the hospital wasn't able to get my shoulder back in place. He was in surgery all day but said to have him paged in case I run into a problem. It was reassuring knowing there was help if need be.
Once we got to the hospital, I was brought back to an exam room. The resident walked into the room with eyes like Bugs Bunny and asked how long my head has been in this position. I told him one week. He then said, "One day?" and I said, "No, one week." He immediately got up from the chair to go grab Dr. F.
When Dr. F walked in, first thing he noticed was my shoulder. I told him don't worry about it because it happens all the time, please just fix my head. Dr. F had me sit in the chair. He had the resident hold my head while he loosened the bars with the wrench that sends shivers down your spine due to the noise. Once the bars were loosened Dr. F grabbed the bar over the top of my head and literally slid my skull back into place. My mom was in the appointment with me and she has never seen a skull move like that before. Dr. F then continued to adjust the bars to find a good skull/neck position but I kept getting a coughing reflex and a lump in the throat sensation. It wasn't until I said, "More traction to my head!" that I felt better.
Dr. F then said I had to go to the emergency room even though I said, "It's fine I'll deal with it at home he." He said he had already called down to the ER so I had to go. While in the ER lobby I overheard one of the staff members say that I'll be in bed 3. I could see bed 3 from where I was sitting so I told my parents I will walk. As soon as I started walking there was shaking down my R leg again.
When I got to my room I immediately told my nurse I'm here for my shoulder but there is a problem with my R leg. My shoulder was looked at first because that's why I was sent initially. Surprise, surprise, my shoulder history was too complex and nobody would touch me. The ER doctor asked me what I needed to get things back into place and I told him IV Valium. After a lot of that, my muscles finally started to calm down enough so my arm was back by my side.
Uncomfortable would be an understatement |
This is what we call improvement; arm is at least closer to my side |
Now that my arm was relatively by my side, my leg could be looked at. Neurosurgery was sent down but there was nothing that could be done for it. Like past times, it was something that just had to run its course. The theory is that when my head was readjusted, swelling occurred putting pressure on my spinal cord, or there was a stretch on my spinal cord that occurred. Either way, it irritated the nerves that control walking to my R leg.
Here is a video of what the walking looked like:
The gut feeling that I had that there was trouble on this day at the ER...I was 100% right. I just had surgery again 2 weeks ago. Just goes to go show you, YOU know your body best. Since I'm only 2 weeks post-op it's harder for me keep up with my blog regularly. * *If you have a Facebook account, click here and "LIKE" my page: Meg's EDS Medical Journey
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The more awareness about EDS, shoulder/scapular injuries, craniocervical, and cervical spine instability the better!! As always if you wish to communicate you can email me at kingmeg19@gmail.com