Monday, September 25, 2017

Welcome - Beginning of My Journey

Let me start by saying, Welcome.  If you found me in a search I hope my thoughts help you not feel so alone in this journey of chronic pain.  Here is my story.

I found myself at age 19 playing in life and enjoying many things.  I was in college and about to graduate with my A.S. Degree in Early Childhood Education.  I was to get my degree in 1998 at age 20.  In April of 1998 I was a preschool teacher for toddlers, ages 10 months to 3 years old.  I made $9 dollars an hour.  To make a long story very short, I got hurt at work while protecting a large 30 pound two year old.  I felt immediate pain in my low back and down my leg.  I couldn't walk let alone work.  I went home and started to make never ending Dr. Appt's. 

Seveal months later- After several attempts at PT and no MRI for 6 months no one knew what might be wrong.  They had an idea I might have pulled a muscle in my back.  But because I was so young they didn't think it was anything to be worried about.

I was farely active, not in the best shape, but only 119 pounds.   I swam in school 3 days a week, rode my bike a lot and also walked everywhere.  So not a couch potato.  I have always had a little tummy from lack of stomach muscles and hyper-extended spine (curving inwards not hunched).

During these months I could not work.  I was making $3.05 per hour on Worker's Compensation Insurance (which is a crock of shit but I will get to that later).  On my preschool salary I was able to make ends meet.  After my injury I lost everything.  After  a year of being un-employed and unable to work I was $27k in debt up to my eye balls and nothing to show for it.  I made poor choices and moved in with different friends so I didn't have to pay rent.  I kept going to school because I was so close to graduating.  I wasn't able to sit for the 3.5 hour class lectures anymore and ended up failing my astronomy class.  I had to beg my instructor to let me pass so I could graduate.  He failed me because I missed to many classes.  I also failed one of the tests, but the points I didn't get from missing the first 3 classes after my injury were to blame.  He finally gave in when he saw I wasn't graduating because of him.  I spend money I didn't have and got further and further into debt. 

So a year passing and the outcome is that I finally got an MRI and saw a specialiast in Palo Alto whi read my MRI and said there was a small interior lesion in my disc at L5.S1.  I felt a relief that finally after a year in half someone knew why I was in so much pain.  The worst part about my pain then, and now is the sciatic pain.  I get spasm in my glute muscles and have to stop walking.  Shake it out, whimper, scream whatever to get through it.  Sometimes it lasts a few minutes in the store,  sometimes all day and I can't get out of bed.  It was all due to forward bending, lifting anything, or repetative stooping.  Eveything a preschool teacher does all the time.  The insurance company decided that I needed to be evaluated for possible re-training!  What?  Weeks away from graduating with a degree working with kids, and BAM, I have to stop working with kids. Yikes, life change!

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