Tuesday, May 22, 2012

World Record

Bob and I had one of our regular visits with our pain doctor yesterday. We hadn’t seen him for a while do to my neurostimulator (stim for short) and Bob’s attempt to see the most doctors possible in one month.

I better explain the whole world record attempt by my hubby. Here one of my goals in my Bible study is to not blurt out all sorts of goodies about my husband’s health and that works until my second sentence of my blog. According to most experts, that would be classified under dismal failure. I’m studying Proverbs 31 about characteristics of a good wife. You might as well forget the prudent part. Anyway, enough with my gloomy goals, on to the multiple doctors.

In the past two weeks, Bob has seen his regular dentist and well as a peridontist. He got to have a double root canal. I guess Bob is the prudent one for he wants to get two for the price of one. He has an orthopedic surgeon for his foot where he got his little buttons. (The doctor even said he is laced up like a turkey. Maybe that explains his weird walk.) They want him to go see another neurologist. That was the wish of his physiatrist. (How many of you out there have a physiatrist? How many of you out there have even heard of physiatrist?)  Bob also had a visit with his primary care specialist. (They all like to add specialist to their titles so they can then pad their bill accordingly.) Plus I can’t forget his pain doctor from yesterday. (They wonder why we get confused with all the names and dates!)

I also saw the pain doctor yesterday. We try to get in on the family plan to save money. He decided to give me some occipital blocks to try to reduce the headaches and some of the vertigo. (My number of falls is way up there again, particularly at night when walking the dog. I’m waiting to be picked up by the police for intoxication.) This is the first Bob got to watch. He normally hides out in the waiting room. (I figured he should get a peek to help my future worthiness on that Proverbs wife thing.) I got a total of eight shots in my scalp not counting the numbing medicine. I was without a headache for about four hours, and then it bounced back in full force. If my head is supported, the room slowly settles around me instead of spinning out of control but it is proving difficult to walk around with the couch velcroed to my head.

That’s our doctor update. At least we get out of the house this way. Oh, to save you looking up the word on www.dictionary.com the definition of a physiatrist is a doctor of physical medicine who concentrates on rehabilitation. At least this blog is helping your vocabulary.

God Uses My Chronic Pain to Prove that Life is Good
      -  Life is surely good for all those doctors with increased revenue and then there is the double bonus of an increased vocabulary. 

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