Showing posts with label NHS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NHS. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 5

Pain in the Neck.

I have been moaning for months, nay years that my neck hurts me. I mean, it really hurts at times as if I have been hit on the back of the head. Actually come to think of it I have, but the medical profession is like a dog with a bone, and wont leave a particular symptom alone until there is no life left in it. You keep telling them your neck hurts but, Oh no they are far more interested in... your feet for instance! Despite my moaning and groaning and kvetching and complaining, no one has really taken a 2nd look. That is until I got a new GP this year. It sometimes takes a fresh pair of eyes as well as an enquiring mind to solve a problem. When I told him about this constant pain in the neck he asked when Id last had an MRI scan. Not for a few years actually as I had a bout of having babies which always makes medics run away.  He nodded and I could almost hear the clock ticking inside his head as he decided to send me for a new scan. Consequently I was referred to the local BUPA hospital 2 days later.
I actually dont mind MRI scans at all. I know a lot of people find them dreadful but Im able to relax, listen to the hum and doze off. A week later we discussed the results. Interestingly I have moderately significant damage to C5/6/7 vertebrae which I suppose is an oxymoron itself. Can something be moderate and significant at the same time? Thats medico speak for you. Explains my hand problems and general am weakness. Nothing to be done. My GP just nodded sagely and gave me a copy. Im nosey, I like to know, he knows I like to know, but I have no expectations. One for the file I think.

Wednesday, November 21

Goodbye 2012

And so as we drift towards the end of the year, with little over a month to go, I see its a record low for my blogging this year. I suppose I needed to take some time away and I toyed about giving it up which I dint really want to but sometimes things come to a natural end. The year has been hard, my husband has been particularly unwell and has needed quite a bit of care, all coming from me. The health service hasn't been great on that point and its taken too long and almost finished me off in the process to sort him out. My youngest son has developed acute asthma that has seen him in hospital over several occasions, we had a long holiday in the summer which brought some fun back into my life and like most people I know times have been hard going. As for me I have had medical issues which remain unresolved at this point and I will take them forward into 2013 hopefully life will resume with some normality whatever that may be. So I return to blogging with a true sense of KBO!, get off my shoulder black dog, I am sick of seeing you there!