Join Date: Sep 2011
Location: Germany- but not German =D
My physio appointment yesterday went really badly. Came off my pills again so she could check all my pain and lack of range!
I fell asleep at 8pm, woke up by my mother at 7am for work. Got a shower... And went back to bed. Withdrawal from the meds and in so much agony.
My dad picked me up for my appointment, and I had a complete meltdown. I think this is largely to the withdrawal and pain, but I am so tired of this. It's been nearly five weeks.
Dad came in to reception of the whole doc/ physio center and demanded a copy of my medical records. My other half (who fantastically is a lawyer) is helping me write a complaint against the medical center, however I have warned off my physio that she will be praised to the hilt for everything she has done. It's a small community and people like to twist things.
I went for my appointment with the lovely physio. She took one look at me and said.. Something isn't right... Meltdown two. She said ignore the system, go straight to hospital. She is fuming for me.
Off we go. Because I have an MRI booked next week, they said there is little they can do, but were worried the medical center hadn't sent me for X-rays. He tested my lack of movement, which is what I have decided to call it. I was rushed through everyone else.
Turns out the tendon which is supposed to hold the head of the humerus (the ball in the socket) down is somehow very very damaged. There is little space between that and the clavicle bone, and it keeps hitting it. However, the doc feels there is much more going on. He has removed me from the care of the army medicals system, and I am now under the care of the hospital orthopedic specialist. Well...the army get to pay for it!
But, it looks like I will be having an operation. When, and how much for I don't yet know. At least it is a step forward, but I was hoping so much I didn't need to go down that route.