Well, the spine doctor scared the sh*t out of me today…

I am not sure if this is true or not, but that's what he prescribed.

I am not sure if this is true or not, but that’s what he prescribed.

Update on the bad back situation:

Saw the spine doc/pain management fellow today.  He said I had 6 choices, most of which included (what he said would be) PAINFUL injections to the spine, while awake- including, perhaps, cauterization/burning of those nerves in the lumbar region where the pain is originating.

I have to bodily drive back to South Bend, IN (where my rheumatologist is) and bring him a physical copy (on dvd) of my back x-rays.  He did not order a MRI.

He talked so fast and was so dismissive, I could not get a word in edgewise.  He blew into my room like a rockstar with his 2 female groupies (“assistants”) in tow.I asked him twice to explain the procedures, but he could just tell me ‘they were painful’ and continued to blow me off.  I expressed my nervousness over what he was saying, he said I sounded MANIC.

Um, excuse me, F*cker, but that was A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, not mania.  I am not bipolar, but I know quite a few others who *are* and that would be an incorrect diagnosis.

When I also told him that I wanted to resolve this and not become a slave to pain meds, because I have an infant daughter to care for- he prescribed Tramadol.  I don’t know much about this med, but he was sure to inform me that it was an opiate.  Yay.


I paid my $75.00 copay for that consult.  My frustrations with the $1600 dollar shit insurance I pay for monthly are a WHOLE ‘nother blog…


Maisie’s ALMOST 10 Month Wellness Checkup- BTW, Teething BLOWS…

Took the little monkey to see her doctor yesterday and she is a healthy (almost) 10 month old.

Always happy when the camera is on her!

Always happy when the camera is on her!

Her weight was 20.78 lbs, she was 30.25 inches long, and her head was 46 cm.  She is also teething, which is driving us ALL insane.  Her separation anxiety is at an all time high- which is normal for a child her age.  Unfortunately, my back went out this week as well and I can’t lift her as much as we’d like.  The poor thing veers from miserable to elated at the drop of a hat.  It’s like living with a bipolar midget.

She is actually a week away from 10 months.

She is actually a week away from 10 months.