I was exhausted....Pain and PsA
fatigue had flattened me. I crawled
slowly into my bed where my 6" mattress topper lie waiting for me.
Struggling to get my legs off the floor and onto the bed, I finally managed to
get to a place where I would not fall off the bed from being too close to the
edge. My shoulders and elbows were all
useless. Try, if you can, to imagine the difficulty of moving around in bed or worse
yet: trying to get out of it, without using your arms at all--and multiple hip surgeries had reduced my mobility as well.
The words of my internet pal, Vicki,
came to mind as well as the sounds of her muffled tears. "Cyn please
take a pain pill. You need them ....you will never sleep tonight with that
pain." I felt badly for being the
cause of her tears. Maybe I would take one, but no, I didn't want to become
dependent on them. What would happen the next
time I'm in the hospital and seeing doctors who do not know me, who would make it
their mission to get me off of them?
I fell asleep considering all this. I
slept for one half hour. Pain was
shrieking at me. My neck my shoulders, my spine, my ankles. I needed to stand
up NOW. My body just cannot stay in one
position for that long. I struggled to
stand falling back into the bed each time I tried to use just my core muscles
to sit up. Finally groaning, I managed to stand. I could not
put any weight on my feet..yet had to somehow stagger the three feet span of
floor to make it to my recliner. Pain
medication, regardless of how necessary it is, was not an option at the
moment...I couldn't make it to the other side of my tiny room to pull the bottle
out. I flipped on my laptop....would she
still be there? There she was....a green
ball of light next to her name.
“Vicki? Are you here?"
“Vicki? Are you here?"
"Yes,"
came the reply. "I knew you would be back.
You can't reach the meds can you?
Why don't you keep one on your desk for times like these? Go and get one. I'll wait."I tried to remonstrate but she just would not hear my justifications. "You know you will be up the whole night
in pain. Please, Cynthia, take one, for me"
"Okay."
I did not want to make her tender heart cry.
This went on regularly. I was in pain from the moment ....well, I was
just in pain every moment. Finally,
in the hospital stay following my final hip surgery , they handed out those
morphine pills right on schedule for the
whole two weeks I spent in rehab, and
sure enough...when I got home, I found that my body now needed
them. This both enraged and worried me. But as my Pain Management doctor said
"At least you no longer look like something the cat dragged in." Nice.
But true.
I hurt more than I can explain to you. Words fail to communicate the type of pain that
I have. Pain meds are not considered these days to be
legitimate medications. It is the only field where they attempt to pass the
buck to Naturopathy or to non-traditional forms of treatment. My question in response to that
is..."Would you attempt open heart surgery with only hypnosis as a method
of pain relief? No, of course not. That is absurd.
These
witch hunters who oppose opiates and cite a high rate of overdose death also include in those statistics, deaths
from heroin overdosing. Heroin is
officially an opiate as well. Now let me ask you a question. If opioids are criminalized, people who have
unbearable pain must seek for relief elsewhere
due to the impossibility of legally receiving opioids such as oxycodone, while
safely being monitored and cared for by legitimate, licensed doctors. Yes, there are people who become dependent on
them. Their body adjusts to them and
comes to expect them…this is a normal situation. But it is NOT drug addiction. They do not
keep increasing their dose…they do not attempt to buy them illegally. They do
not enjoy the effects of the medication except for the fact that it does grant
relief from inexorable pain.
But
let me ask you. What will these people
do once the only proven method of obtaining relief is suddenly made illegal? Their pain will still be unbearable and their
body still will expect these meds…Their only option will be to resort to illegal,
un-monitored drugs such as heroin. And now, away from the care and wisdom of
their doctors, more people will die. Their
only other hope for obtaining relief will be God miraculously healing them or suicide . And sadly, you can expect the latter of those two options having heartbreaking increases in numbers as well. For myself, I rely on God's minute by minute allotment of Grace to get me from one moment to the next....but what about people who do not have His strength to depend on?
Does
there need to be some kind of solution or way of reducing the number of illicit
use of prescription pain medications? Yes…make the standards tougher. Make it
necessary for pain management doctors to keep up with current MRIs and other
tests to determine true need. Don’t
throw the baby out with the bathwater. Make
it harder for illegitimate opiod users to obtain their drugs and stop compromising
the care given to the legitimately ill or wounded. Pain specialist doctors should not be in fear
of losing their license if they are doing what needs to be done to help those
who truly need help and to send packing the seekers who cannot substantiate
their claims of needing opiods to make their pain tolerable.
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