This is a post from a few days ago that I posted on our family blog because I had not taken the time to set this up yet and needed to write.
I have been wanting to start a medical journal/blog/history all about Sierra for awhile now. It seems I can never find the time to sit down and write. We have been to the ER twice this week. Sunday night and Monday night. Sierra had a terrible migraine that was causing her to vomit repeatedly. Two nights of sitting and waiting. The first night it took them about 3.5 hours to get her treated; the second night it took 6. We waiting for two hours in the waiting room for people to go ahead of us who were laughing and talking, getting snacks out of the vending machines, watching shows and doing homework on their laptops. Sierra had her head in her hands, eyes covered and a barf bag in front of her. The ER is a tough place.
Monday during the day -before our second ER trip- brought new hope. Sierra was finally going to have trigger point injections in her back and her legs. She had been waiting a patient through her pain for months. Her pain doc is lazy and a drug pusher, he does not listen to her at all. He is not into other forms of pain relief. We have not been happy with him but were trying to stick it out. I have no idea why. Why do we do that to ourselves? Why can't we say "You are not listening!! Please listen closely so we can work together to get this under control." Sigh. Trying to be positive and hopeful and nice does not always pay off. Giving the doc the benefit of the doubt is not always the right thing to do. Anyway, when we first got to the docs they put us in an exam room where we sat for 15 minutes before they came in and told us the injections had not yet been approved by our insurance company. I was surprised because she has had injections before. Sierra was so frustrated and sad. By the time we got to the car she was bawling. I called the insurance company right away. After the dozen and a half phone prompts I was able to figure out that the injections HAD been authorized. Back into the hospital we go. Got the injections and headed out. Monday evening her headache was bad bad bad, side note we told her pain doc about the ER trip the night before. He didn't address it at all. His answer to everything is "yeah, yeah, yeah, ok" Dumb. ended up in the ER for the second time -that was the six hour night (got home just before at 4a.m.)
Thankfully I didn't have to work so i went to bed. Tuesday Sierra complains of terrible back pain. She has had injections before and not felt this way. We rest her, try heat, ice, meds etc....no pain relief. The good news is her headache is better. Wednesday comes and her back is still out of control painful. We call the doc to ask if this is normal. Sierra talks to a nurse and she reports that the doc "isn't going to give you more medicine." Uh that's not what we asked. We asked if it was normal. She says the doc said if she can't take it we should go to the ER. What kind of answer is that?? We don't want to go to the ER. Why does her back feel like it is seized up? What should we do? No answers. Frustrating does not begin to cover it. Thursday (today the 25th) we had a scheduled appointment with a new pain doctor at the university of Kansas hospital. I almost cancelled the appointment because I didn't want to seem like we are drug seekers but after the bad TPI's on Monday I decided we needed to get a second opinion. We saw Dr. Lattif (reason four thousand for a medical blog to keep track of all the doctors and procedures. Seriously it is a billion) Dr. Lattif was awesome. Super awesome. He took a lot of time with Sierra. He listened closely and did a thorough physical examination pinpointing the exact muscle groups that are bothering her in her back and legs. He changed a couple of her medications and is going to do TPI's on September 1st. We were very pleased with our plan going forward. This evening still Thursday...Sierra is crying in pain. I have no idea what to do. No. Idea. I am tapped out. Absolutely exhausted. I got her in bed and tucked her in. I told her I would sleep in the basement other her. I will sleep in a chair outside of her room. I have an orange bulb in the lamp. It gives off a warm glow. I am at a loss for what to do. Got on my knees and prayed for relief for Sierra. For her to find the strength to endure it. For the Lord to carry her through. I am trying, I am weak. Sierra is a warrior.