OH FREAKING BOY DO I HAVE A LOT OF EXPERIENCE WITH THIS
*ahem*. Sit down, boys and girls, and I’ll rant aimlessly- er, I mean, tell you a story. My arms will hurt while I do so.
I go through a lot of pain effects… it never stops. There are many, many ways it can happen. The worst of all… which I fortunately haven’t experienced in a long time thanks to therapy… is the days when I cannot walk right. More of a… shambling sort of motion, done as little as possible. This all being when my lower back locks up. The first time it happened, I ended up on the floor, unable to get up for a good while. This was exactly as fun as it sounds.
My right arm can also flare up. The first time that happened was baaaaaaad. I dont 100% remember that. I do 100% remember that I could barely use a computer mouse for the next TWO BLOODY YEARS (because it kept happening). I rigged up a PS3 controller to operate as a mouse instead. I did this for so long that I now can’t break myself out of that habit when gaming on the PC and will use the controller even when it makes no sense to do so. I also now use a vertical mouse! Everyone should use a vertical mouse. What a magical gizmo. I tell ya, you dont realize just how much of a pile of design mistakes a normal mouse is until you spend some quality time with a vertical one.
My neck can also flare up! Oh boy! Can’t turn my head when that happens! I have to be careful of my movements, really, to avoid that. The big problem with this one is that it tends to make me paranoid… I’ll end up avoiding doing fun things because I get worried that it might set that off. Recently I’m getting better about that, but boy is that a slow process.
Overall, this nonsense has made it bloody hard to do some of my hobbies and such. Like, I’m into board games, but I can’t freaking DO that when I can’t reach around the blasted table and such because it screws up my shoulders. Though, that’s FINALLY getting better-ish. I also cannot use my VR headset too often… yet paradoxically, using it more is something that helps because it’s more exercise. So there’s a balance there.
The worst though is the headaches. I dont entirely understand this part… it actually comes from a set of small muscles at the back of the neck, but manifests as a sort of headache. My physical therapist explained how this worked. I nodded and tried to look wise while understanding none of it. But anyway, when one of THOSE comes on, I can’t do much of anything. It’s not a matter of “oh it just hurts too much”. It’s more that it’s the very specific TYPE of pain that causes me major sensory issues.
My therapist can help with that one though. There’s this… thing she does. I’m not 100% sure what it is because, as it turns out, it is hard to see right behind my neck. But I lay down, and she puts her hands under my head, and does SOMETHING, and… yeah that’s the point where I just about go cross-eyed. Talk about satisfying… Something I’ll always remember from therapy, is that while doing one of my exercises before my direct session with my therapist, she was off helping someone else, and explaining that she was going to do this very thing. Then she says “okay, lie down”. Next thing I hear is the person saying something like “oh myyyy *gurgle sound*”. Everyone is trying very hard (okay, not that hard) not to laugh at that one.
Also, there’s the Tube Of The Gods. Well okay it’s a foam roll. But you lay on this odd thing so your spine is going right along it, and then you go cross-eyed again and lay there for awhile. There are exercises that you can do while on it, but even just lying on the thing is useful. We have one at home, I have a set of exercises to do on it each day.
And lastly: FREAKING PILLS. Boy am I tired of taking Advil. Like the very Advil I’m going to take as soon as I’m done typing this. I really just… dont like taking pills, period. Never did. Never will. Ugh.
My right arm hurts.
Other side effect from all of this: a high pain tolerance and a tendency to not notice things. When I had cats, I’d often get lots of scratches due to a couple of them being the type that want to constantly be held and/or climb on you, and the claws are out whenever they want to climb. I’d end up with scratches and bleeding cuts all the time that I’d not at all notice until someone pointed it out.
Ugh. That’s enough silly rambling. I’ll go take my stupid advil now.