One neglected armpit, ugh...
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
After stringing together too many ‘bad hand’ days in a row, it was time to go see a new hand specialist for my right hand. It’s been approximately a year since the digital sympathectomy on my right hand. I knew going in that it was not going to fix my hand, just slow down the inevitable. I was ok with that. So I went for it. Things were going well, until they weren’t.
I’ve been doing my physical therapy exercises every single day. Religiously. But my right hand seems to have been backsliding and there has been a lot more pain and swelling. Granted, I’ve got other stuff going on in my right hand aside from my Erythromelalgia and Raynauds. But still, my current hand specialist thought that I needed to see a Hand nerve specialist. He was worried that my Complex Regional Pain Syndrome might have moved onto the next phase – wow that would really just suck.
Silver lining from my appointment yesterday: I have added another bright minded lady doctor to my arsenal of circus folks trying to help me out :-)
Nobody wants a stuffy doctor taking care of them anyway, right? Nope. Plus, I’ve got a sassy sense of humor and I am very particular when it comes to medications [I don’t like them], so there’s that. We went through a disgustingly long list of medications that I’ve been on in the past, and procedures that I have already undergone, as well as what I might be open to in the future.
The new awesome lady doctor told me that she had “no new surgeries to offer at this point“. I had to laugh out loud at that. I asked her if I could get a rain check coupon and come back at a later time. We both kind of chuckled. I told her I was just fine with that. It’s not like I was eager to have parts of my body hacked up again. But she did want to use me as the subject of another Round Table discussion with her colleagues since she’s not exactly sure how to help my right hand, but desperately wants to keep it from backsliding any further-as do I.
For now, I will continue to practice penciling in my eyebrows, petting the animals and using my utensils with my left hand. Well, when that hand chooses to behave (Rrr!). I’ve also got a new referral for physical therapy. And I’ll be making more of an effort to show up on Spark.