Day 14 – My Healing Journey

I was in total misery, writhing in pain and there was no one available to talk to. We went back to the paperwork again, hoping that there was some other option for the symptoms that came with the shot.  There was NO other option, it specifically said ONLY Tylenol after treatment. 

I’m sorry folks but in my opinion, Tylenol is the most useless drug on the planet.  It did nothing for my pain, it didn’t even put a dent in it.

After trying unsuccessfully Saturday and Sunday, my sister was finally able to get in touch with someone early Monday morning at the clinic and relay the story. They were shocked to hear that no one answered the phone as someone was supposed to be on call.  They said they would investigate the situation and we later found out that the phone number they gave us was the wrong number.  This is on a FORM that they give you when you leave the clinic.  Unbelievable!!!  How many others had to suffer like I did because of faulty paperwork?

They finally came back on the line and said that I could take some hydrocodone to alleviate the pain. I already had some left over from my surgery so I immediately took some.

By this time, I was utterly annoyed and disgusted at the fact that I could’ve taken those pills two days prior to alleviate the suffering , but instead I was forced to be in misery for two whole days with no relief in sight. 

I found this whole situation totally unacceptable; first that I couldn’t get in touch with anyone, and second that when I did, it was a simple solution that they could’ve easily put on my paperwork to avoid the situation entirely.  

I was beginning to question my decision to have the treatments, especially with no recourse or back up plan for much needed care for any possible side effects.   This was only the first treatment, and if it was this bad, what on earth was I getting myself into moving forward?  I was really fearful of the unknown at that point.

Thinking back, I probably should have just gone to the emergency room, but at the time, I was in no condition to get to the car and travel, let alone wait in an emergency room for my number to be called.  The Hydrocodone finally made its way through my system and I was finally free of that intense bone pain. As I laid there in my bed, I wondered how I could EVER make myself go to the clinic for the second treatment.