Bugster2 wrote:Those steroids are nasty. My MIL had to take them and fractured her vertebrae just by sitting down on her bed. Is there a bone building drug you might take?
My primary physician seemed to think if I have osteoporosis (which I doubt as I was a milk girl my whole life and still eat a lot of dairy) that those drugs could help me regenerate my bones. My ortho doc just smiled and said bone won't regenerate in someone my age (61).
Yep, I don't have to do a thing to fracture my vertebrae, which he said is normal for those who took high doses of steroids. I'm sure I fractured one on Friday a.m.; the knifing pain -- even worse than what I now experience daily -- came later on in the afternoon. I'd felt a little what I call "electric shock" in my lower back Friday a.m. when I stooped down to wipe something off the bedroom carpet that I'd dropped. Today, Sunday, that type of pain is waning and I'm getting back to my usual everyday excruciating pain.
Brian has been amazing. He literally does everything -- cooking, laundry, working on the garden including watering and fertilizing all the plans, grocery shopping, and waiting on me hand and foot all day (not to mention mixing my medicine every other day, hooking me up to the new cassette of meds and then weekly, cleaning and re-bandaging my IV entrance point in my arm). He starts off every day (and remember he has stenosis of the spine and prostate cancer on the base of his spine) by going downstairs, making coffee, bringing me coffee in bed along with his so we can watch the news together and then goes downstairs again to get us each another cup. I hate eating when I'm in pain but he can't resist sometime bringing some little white donuts, one or two of which I can get down with coffee! Plus my poor baby has to eat something as he takes a lot of pills each morning, including a killer pain pill.
On a good day when my pain pill (or pills some mornings) has already kicked in and is working well, I'm able to go out on the balcony off our bedroom with Brian and look at the levee and the Mississippi River. Occasional walkers, joggers, bike riders and baby stroller pushers pass, along with huge freighters and the occasional cruise ship if we're out there really early, barges, tugs and pushboats -- we see them all and many times exchange hellos and good mornings with several of those using the levee. Very relaxing though the cypress furniture we have out there is a little tough on my back. Brian brings out three old down bed pillows for me to sit on when I'm able to make it out there -- even after having to do everything for me and the household, he still thinks of things to make it easier or more pleasant for me. So even though I feel sorry for myself way too often lately, I truly am blessed.