Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Went to my Orthopedic doctors office today at 2:30 pm EST. My appointment wasn't until October 14th but I had to see him ASAP. I told him that the pain
in my right shoulder that he said was bursitis is not responding to the treatment of Antiinflammatory medication and exercises he prescribed about a month ago. I told him I went to bed this morning around 2:10 am and by 3:15 am I was jolted out of my sleep with pain in my right shoulder.
I went into the kitchen and took 1000mg. of Extra Strength Tylenol
and returned to bed and eventually fell asleep.
He changed my medication and gave me Prednisone (decreasing strength from high to low) and Flexeril (a muscle relaxer) and wants me to start them tomorrow.
I told him of the exercises that I was doing in addition to what he was having me do, my cardio (Sweating to the Oldies) Strength Training (just started on 9/28) to help me in loosing weight now that I am unemployed and not getting any exercise.
He said that he wants me to completely rest my shoulders as I told him I was experiencing some pain in my left shoulder as well. He said that I am not allowed to do any exercises what-so-ever and he wanted me to take the medications he prescribed, ice the shoulders (20 minutes on, 20 off) and just relax.
, so until I am instructed otherwise all my exercising is
No job, no physical exercise I feel like I am useless. I've been disappointed by people telling me one thing and doing the complete opposite. I feel that people (not sparkpeople) are not being honest and that they are just yanking my chain. I guess they get some sort of a thrill out of telling me lies. I need to feel like I am accomplishing something that my life has some meaning to it. I read other blogs where people say that they are so overwhelmed with tasks that they don't know where to turn next. How I wish I had that problem. Sitting for hours searching the computer job boards for jobs, eating, sleeping and watching television is not a life I take enjoyment in. Oh then let me not forget my social calendar the occasional doctor/dentist visit, walking to take out the trash and/or get my mail
So ends another chapter in the saga of my life