February Morning

Good Morning.  I have a long-winded and unusual tale to tell, but I will keep it short today, except to say two things.  One, it should not be an unusual tale.  The more I read about my condition that took so long to diagnose, the more I am convinced there are many, many, people who are in a like position.  I have a trapped nerve, or Nerve Entrapment Syndrome, or ACNES, or possible the more alarming CRPS.  It has taken 36 years to get a diagnosis from the first time I complained of a brutal pain in my side.  After a laparoscopy at 12, and again at 48, my female components have been declared acceptable and therefore no longer are a distraction to the medical world.

I am currently getting very western medical treatment, with radio-frequency nerve ablation.  But after much pushing from my mate, I have also started to see a massage therapist, who happens to be blind.  I have only seen her once, last week, and have another appointment today.  When I met her for the first time last week, she was extremely perceptive and well-informed.  She picked up on the important parts of my story, like that the pain had started in childhood and that my son had a really dramatic CRPS or Reflex Pain Syndrome, things that were hidden behind my ovaries to the western doctors.  After getting rather excited, she gave me a brief treatment whose name I missed, but was very similar to what had saved my son at CHEO.  I did feel somewhat better the following day, and am hopeful, hence my post today.  Wish me luck.

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1 Response to February Morning

  1. Mister says:

    Hey, xty. We misss you on the TF blog. Hope everything is okay…

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