September of 1994 while going to
the Veterinary hospital to get my dog out of boarding. A man leaving
the True Value Hardware Store came out of the parking lot going at a
high speed. I saw him at the last minute. I knew he was going to hit me. My
thought was to go faster to avoid the Crunch. He got me on the right rear
about
where
you put gas
in the tank. My car did a full circle it ended up going in the
opposite direction. Then jumped up on the curb and further skidded until it
stopped in a ditch of running water. I hit my head on the window. I did have
my seat belt on thank goodness. The driver of the other car hit me and drove away.
(the slime ball) His license plate fell off his car he left it on the
road.. He went right home. It turned out he lived right close to that
area. He had no drivers license no insurance. I went with the
police officers to identify him so they could arrest him.
Nine months
later it was determined I have a
Chiari Malformation
type 1
with a
Syringomyelia
. I had
surgery to to relieve pressure on my brain stem. posterior fossa,
decompression with laminectomy of C1 dura graft was harvested from my left leg.
Some of my symptoms I had most of my life
but didn't realize there was a condition related to it. These became worse after the
accident my legs have always hurt. They have always ached especially at night. I can
remember moaning with pain in the night because they hurt so much. But
didn't know why they hurt. I didn't have headaches until after the car
accident. Then it became almost unbearable. Pain in the left shoulder
that radiates to my hand and to my pinky finger. My left hand and fingers
are always swollen they
always
hurt,
but
some
times
more
then others. I find that
if you hand me something, I will take it but usually drop it right
away. Seems as if I can't feel things and I don't put enough pressure to
hold it in my hand..
I am so
afraid
to hold
my
grand
nephew
and
twin
nieces
for
fear I
will
drop
them. Fatigue is always a problem with me and always has
been. I always wondered why I am so tired all the time. I love to work out
in my flowers but I go out and work then come in and lay down for a
while and go back out. Now that I am older my laying down time is longer.
My job is not to bad because I sit down and answer incoming calls. The
stress level is really high though so when I go home I have to lay down for
a while. And I feel my legs are so tight, If I get up to take a necessary
break my legs hurt a lot until I have walked some, then they work better.
My biggest fear is to be going around
Wal-Mart in my electric chair because I
can't walk any more. I feel like this condition has big time control over me and my life. In
the past if I felt myself gaining weight I would hop on my bike and ride. Or
pop in a Jane Fonda exercise tape.
And
exercise
with
her. I would ride my bike in the evening. Now
I can't do that any more. My balance is gone. After a crash on my bike my husband got rid of my bike.
So he could be sure I wouldn't ride it any more and fall off. So now I need
to find something to do for exercise in my home that way if I fall down at
least I will be on the floor in my home and not two blocks away on my butt
in someone's yard. I need something that I can ease into. I need to
get my strength up. Sheez what if I need another surgery down the road I am
so out of shape would I make it through the surgery again? YIKES what
a horrible thought. After
surgery my surgeon told me I am going to live out my life span but will
never have a normal nervous system again. I asked him what does that mean?
He gave me a blank stare like I don't know you will figure it out in time .
So now is the depression and the panic disorder part of that? And what about
the other things?? UMMM ??? Also in last
2 years each day around 10:30 a.m. Then again later in the afternoon and
sometimes in the evening. I start with a red mark on my left hand
below the joint on my thumb it is about the size of a twenty five cent piece.
Then my right arm, fore arm and elbow turn red. And my foot on right side
turn red and HOT . It moves up to my knee. Also my chest and face do the
same. It will last a few hours and at that time my heart is
beating so hard because all the blood is at the surface of my skin and not
flowing through my heart. My legs and feet swell too. That really tires me out.
I have been checked to see if I am diabetic and no that is not the problem.
Lupus
is not
either, I have had so many tests to find out what is
causing that but so far have come
back with nothing.
At the time of this
writing it has been
10 years plus I feel my legs getting weaker it seems like
stretching them is not doing the trick any more. Stretching my legs and
exercising them does help, but still no matter how much stretching I do to
them they never feel like their stretched enough. I have been going to the a
Chiropractor for years and continued to go after my surgery. I know most say
Don't go to one. But he does help me to move better, he don't twist my neck
or extend it. He has done some research on it. One of his
seminars was on the subject of Srynix. My main adjustments is for my lumbar
and thoracic area. He did tell me on one of my last visits that there
will probably come a time where he can't help me any more. He still
encourages me to continue to stretch and to stay active as much as possible,
get the weight down. Yeah right!!! If I had control over that now
I wouldn't of put it on in the first place. Use to keep it off before with
no problem. Now
I am not so upset that life has dealt me this hand to live with but I do
find it very frustrating to deal with it. I get angry with myself when I
don't feel good. I lose patients with myself.. Most of the time I do daily
chores and fun things while not feeling well and in pain.
OMG.. What have I gotten myself into now?
Exercise
is the
key to
getting
rid of
excess
weight.
And of
course
diet
change.
But
that
has
been
done.
Exercise
is the
Key.
But it
is also
a enemy
to me
as it
gives
me pain
and
headaches,
muscle
spasms
I do
them at
a slow
pace.
It
takes
me
forever
to do
things
now
days.
It
costs a
arm and
leg to
keep going to doctors for second third and forth opinions that come back as
"I don't know.." " I don't know" " I don't know.." "Your a mystery." I can't afford to keep going to
them, either financially or emotionally, waiting for blood work to
come
with
results and tests to come back,
saying they don't know. Or
nothing
is
abnormal,
that
takes
its
toll on
me.
Thank goodness my dear husband
understands and he tries
hard to help me.
And my
mother
understands
too. I try to
take a positive
attitude
and not tell people I feel horrible
when
they
ask,
"how
are you
doing?" perhaps that is why they don't
understand
me because I say say "FINE" In other words I am lying to them. But
the truth is no one wants to know if the answer to "How are you?" is not
good. As told to me by a use to be really good friend one time "You have changed and I don't
like it" . "You are so negative" So needless to say I stay away
for
fear I
might
impose my pathetic negative self to any
one.
However
I do
have an
obligations
that I
have to
keep.
My
dedication
is a
must
that I
have to
fulfill,
Now
that is
not a
negative
statement
either.
Or a
wishing
I
didn't
have
it, I
do that
with
happiness
and
give my
all.
There
is
nothing
more
important
to me
then my
love
for my
heavenly
father.
And my
dedication
to do
his
will in
all
facets.
I do it
with a
glad
heart.
Until
he says
its
done.
I will
be
there .
A lot of emotions goes with this
condition. I have shed gallons of tears over it due to my frustrations and
pain. And yes there have been some times that it involves the POOR JUDY
syndrome. And that Green monster ( Depression)
I do find that I have more patients with people who are sick and trying to
present themselves with a smile and I know deep down their fighting inside
too.
Here is a site if you
have the stomach to look at pictures of the surgery. These are pictures of
Chips surgery. I
have had the same surgery and I have the same zipper on my neck and a zipper on my leg.
While you are there
looking at the pictures there is a lot of information on Arnold Chiari
Malformation with the Syrnix. And if you care to make a donation to the research
and cure.
Donation
You can contact me at
djhackney1@bresnan.net
To be reduced to this insignificant version of myself is overpowering, but
I have learned to take over the power and make the version of myself
significant
It
takes strength to fit in.
It takes courage to stand out.
It takes strength to feel a friend's pain.
It takes courage to feel your own pain.
It takes strength to hide your own pains.
It takes courage to show them.
It takes strength to endure abuse.
It takes courage to stop it.
It takes strength to stand alone.
It takes courage to lean on another.
It takes strength to love.
It takes courage to be loved.
It takes strength to survive.
It takes courage to live.
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