Smiling through the Pain

Nurses are caretakers; it is our job and natural instinct to be the provider of care, and not be at the receiving end. I’ve been on the other side of the bed (as a patient) a few times… each experience was pure torture for me; I cringe when I think about the compromising positions that I have had to endure. I am a terrible patient. I have severe trust issues; when one has worked very hard to be fiercly independent, it is an uncomfortable feeling to be vulnerable. It takes a great deal of courage to allow others (even fellow health care professionals) to take care of you, especially when you are at their mercy and cannot care for yourself.

It is difficult to admit to feeling physicially vulnerable. I have been living with chronic back pain for years. After two spinal fusions, I have (almost) gotten used to it. I megadose on Ibuprofen and Acetaminophen two- three times a day, and I try to smile through it and not complain. I carry on with my day and know that others have it far worse than I do. I joke that it’s “tough to get old”, and I am fully aware that I am at the age where it is natural to feel aches and pains; but the reality is, pain can be exhausting. It affects everything that you do, or want to do; a simple trip to the Mall to go Christmas shopping becomes less fun and festive by the minute, and you eventually rationalize that gift cards will be a win-win this year, and head for the comfort of your car… and if you are being honest with yourself, you know that this is not normal.

The MRI showed arachnoiditis. The goal is to focus on pain management. I do not know what the future will bring, but I got through today, and tomorrow I will do the same.