I had to go to the doctor Tuesday. I had a backache starting on monday morning when I got out of bad. I frequently get backaches but I am usually able to just grin and bear it. This one was horrible. Monday night when I went to bed I tried to lay down in my normal position on my side. I was ripped with muscle spasms from Hell. I slowly got out of bed and told hubby I was moving downstairs to the recliner and could he help me. He gathered my blanket, book and put socks on my feet for me. The slightest movement caused searing pain. I dozed fitfully off and on until about 5 in the morning. I got Dakota ready for school. Hubby called and said he was coming back home to drive me to the doctor. My doctor is about 15 miles away and the drive there and back was worrying me.
My doc did different things to diagnose the pain. It was not tender to the touch, I did not have shooting pains down my legs. She prescribed muscle relaxers and 800mg of ibuprofen. She wants to keep an eye on it and if the back aches keep returning she will send me for xrays.
I also told her the ambien is not helping me sleep. I get to sleep but wake up frequently and still proceed through the day as a zombie. We talked about ambien CR, the controlled release formula but there is not a generic equivalent and she knows money is tight. So she prescribed a high doze anti-depressant that is frequently used for chronic insomnia. But I can't start taking them while on the muscle relaxers.
Then she reminded me I had not gone for my A1c test for diabetes. My last two blood panels were diabetic readings. She scolded me for not taking care of myself. She said I can't take care of my family if I am incapacitated with pain or god forbid not here anymore.
Stress is a big issue with most health problems and I have got a ton of stress. Not working, my stepson cussed me out on facebook and the continuing drama with both him and his wife. I was never the evil stepmom and never told them they had to call me mom. After a few years both my stepchildren started calling me mom. After this latest incident on facebook, where i do not feel it is appropriate to air your dirty laundry, I sent them both an email. I told them I was done with being disrespected and treated like dirt. I asked them not to contact me at all. Yes the holidays are coming and they have a one year old little girl. My daughter in law thought I was not important enough to see the little girl I guess, because I can count on one hand how many times I have gotten to see her. I am no one's doormat and I did not raise my son to be so disrespectful. There will come a time he will need my help but he has totally burned that bridge back to me. It's time for me to focus on getting healthy and getting rid of the toxic issues in my life.