At age 15 I had a rollerblading accident that got me on an x-ray table. All was well, except for the giant grapefruit size tumor they discovered. I was rushed to Mayo for testing. A CT scan showed the location to be in the center of my chest. My heart was moved 3 inches to the left from it's normal position. My right lung was in the shape of an hourglass. It was putting heavy pressure on my spine, and the docs were suprised I never knew it was there. A biopsy test concluded it to be a schwannoma, some kind of nerve tumor. The surgeon said it was the biggest one he had ever seen. After the surgery I had pain, and when I returned for check-ups I complained. My surgeon told me to exercise more... I did. Around age 22 or 23 I went back to mayo for a 3 week chronic pain rehab. i went through every kind of specialist there was whom all concluded there was nothing that could be done to help me, and there was no reason I should be in that much pain. I was a superstar in the program, but had a total and complete meltdown shortly after. It was really hard to adopt the idea that this would last forever and there was nothing to be done.
I am now 29, and I just found out I have all kinds of staples and even a "zipper" in deep tissue of my back. Excuse me, but, "What the ****?" I went back to Mayo so many times, and constantly complained that it felt like there was something "stuck" in there. When asked to describe what the pain felt like they got a pretty vivid answer. I would say, "Doc, it feels like someone cut me open, dropped their loose change in me, and then sewed me back up." I have since read in my records: "Pt believes someone has placed coins in her back." It is no wonder they thought I was mentally ill. No, the doctor was just mentally challenged. I even knew it was some kind of metal in me. I consider that to be mental superiority, not mental illness.
I stopped addressing the whole thing when I got treated like a junkie over and over. Couldn't someone have told me at some point that there was all that metal in there? Now I am told that it "shouldn't" cause pain. Well it did, and it does. Can I get all of that stuff take out of me somehow? A lot if it is close to my spine. I have had a lot of seizures in the last year. Could these "staples" be the cause?
I have explored every option there is out there to avoid chronic narcotic dependence. I have been on every anitdepressant, antipsychotic, sleeping aid, on and on, and my body is getting really really sick of all of it. Not to mention my mind. Most of the things I try make me paranoid, and feel like ****. When I tell this to the doctors they don't seem to care as long as my "behavior" appears better. So all of this **** I am taking to avoid narcotics- I think it is 10 times worse... most of these drugs are too new to comprehend the consequences of long term use, and I am ALREADY dealing with the consequences of these "safer" drugs. What a bunch of B.S. Seroquel for example. I had someone record me while I was on that stuff. I fell asleep with food in my mouth. I looked like terry shiavo. I looked like the drunkest person I have ever seen. How is this drug "safe" in any way. I could go on. Just let me know what you think about these questions, and I will ask you more about why someone such as myself would be put on an antipsychotic for chronic physical pain.