Things are not looking very good these days for me. On Tuesday, the rheumatologist I swore I'd never go see again but had to given my current issues has signed me up for a bone scan next week Thursday. They'll inject a dye, wait three hours, and then scan my hands and wrists so that they can see what the hell is going on in there.
I noticed that the rheumatologist didn't schedule a blood test or any medication. We've been through this once already-nothing ever shows up on the tests and meds are a mess when I'm dealing with two doctors in two different cities.
Things are getting worse by the day here. I'm noticing a distinct lack of coordination in my fingers, my elbows are aching again, my shoulders hurt, there's heat coursing through every single joint in my hands along with little zings of pain here and there, the swelling's coming back, and I can't make a fist without wincing.
Welcome to Round 2. Also known as : And I Thought We Were Past All This.
I'm trying to not get angry and trying not to get upset-doesn't help much. But it's hard. I had two months of really feeling fantastic and feeling great...and now this happens.
But I am tired. I am tired of tests and needles, the constant heat and pain in my fingers and elbows, the rheumatologists trying everything they've got to control whatever this is.
I want answers. I want medicine. I don't want to keep having tests that say negative and pain that doesn't mean anything and not knowing what the bloody hell is going on in there.
I'm sorry if I sound negative, but this has gone on long enough. You'd be fed up too if you'd been stuck with needles and given loads of tests and hurt and hurt and hurt till you screamed but nobody could tell you anything. You'd be mad, angry, and frustrated...and I think I'm handling this rather well at the moment.
I've got to go to bed and find a comfortable position to try and sleep in.
Ta,
Bec
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