Hello all! As you guessed, I am not well. In fact, if you ever remember falling down on your tailbone and that squirming, teeth-grinding pain you felt? Remember that? I am feeling that all day long. The first doctor I saw (very cute) gave me a steroid pack and some pain medications. I stayed home Monday and Tuesday to try to let some sort of healing happen. Came back to work on Wednesday and I was in tears by the time I came home. Left a note apologizing and went to go see my alternate doctor — still couldn’t get to see my regular doctor. Gave him my notes and mentioned the previous doctor’s diagnosis (best use for a smart phone ever — taking notes about an illness). He looked at everything and told me to turn around. I obliged and started to jam his whole hand where my tailbone is. After three small yelps, he said I had coccydynia.
Now — it was explained to me that it was like getting tennis elbow in the damnest place. He prescribed me different pain killers and told me to check back in a week. Well, I’m going in a little earlier because I’m afraid that I am going to run out of pain medication before the illness has passed. Yeah — I’m a baby… but if you’ve even fallen on your tailbone, you know how bad that pain is, but you know it’s fleeting. This ain’t — in fact some people have taken nine months to heal from this. Yikes.
Oh, and to my employer who got us into the cut rate insurance: fuck you. My next doctor visit isn’t going to be any cheaper and I had to raid my savings to do it. Thankfully, the medications are cheap but I’m more concerned that there no anti-inflammatory medicines in this go-round. Hopefully seeing actual regular doctor will get me on track for something.
Well, I am going to struggle through a shower and get ready for work. Sorry this couldn’t be longer.