Mom's been inconsolable today, mostly due, I think, to the severe contractures in her arms and hands. It's just so bothersome to her and her muscles are so tight and tense all the time that it's practically impossible for her to relax. She finally agreed today to try some different medication which is actually geared toward pain... mostly she's just been taking something for anxiety. So today she started wearing a Fentanyl patch, very small dose, which gets changed every 3 days. So the idea is that a very small dose of medication seeps in through the skin over 72 hrs... this should help her to not get "snowed" by a big dose of medication all at once. As we were talking about it and trying to decide whether to use it, I told her that if we can help her be more comfortable, she might actually feel GOOD and be able to enjoy her company and her animals and her family... where right now she is just so distressed all the time that she can not feel any joy or relaxation at all. It takes 24 hrs or so to kick in... we have our eyes on the clock!
Picked Chloe up from school AGAIN today due to her stomach pain... and since we exhausted every possible internal perspective yesterday, I suggested we stop by and see my chriopractor on the way home. He spent 30 seconds with her and diagnosed a severe psoas muscle spasm (which is a muscle around the hip that, for women, actually runs very close to the ovary... which is why her pain is right there). He adjusted her... and quickly recommended some deep tissue work which we went and got right away. This is an amazing woman who used to work on me when I had bad back trouble. She was so right on in her treatment of Chloe... I'm so mad that we spent so much time, money and radiation on that stupid ct scan yesterday! Anyway, most of the trouble is FROM walking on the crutches which she started doing on Thursday night when she reinjured her hamstring... see? It's all connected! So at least we know what we're dealing with.
Annie's working on getting back up here to stay, not sure exactly when she's going to arrive. OK, Mom's crying bad, gotta go. 23 1/2 hrs to go until she has some relief.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
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