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Yesterday was Thanksgiving, and the day started w/ nothing to be thankful for...Yesterday started w/ a visit to the emergency ward. My husband in dire pain drove himself there...after saying he can't live this way anymore and that he wanted to die. Crying/crushed and not knowing how to help I came back to this board and started looking for something....and found Jackie's eloquent post "Another kind of pain...". Like others I read it and cried. It helped me to pick myself up and know that family time would help normalize the weirdness that has become our lives. A call to alert the family we would be late for dinner and to finally explain the depth of my husbands situation to one sister-in-law actually brought some relief for me.
I believe the holiday exacerbated his pain and anger, he realized how "in jail" he is from this monster. The anger comes from the pain, and the fear of this disease and running out of pain meds, and having people see him in pain and weak, and fustration w/ insurance companies and he is angry with me because I'm the only other person around. My nature is to try to fix everything, but as we all know I can't fix this....I can only try to get out his way when the pain and anxiety comes, give him comfort if he wants it, not react when he gets irritable when I ask if he wants anything, comfort the animals who get so upset w/ his moaning and screaming. The tenseness that comes over the household w/ the first "stab" behind his eye and the slow animal like moan is palpable. I don't have a good poker face. I don't complain however, I do what I can do to make our life as active and normal as possible. I remain as level and calm as I can be during the crisis times. He knows what this is doing to our life, and that makes him even more angry. However, he is the type who doesn't usually try to change or fix. He would rather walk away or "end it". That to me is unacceptable and makes me sad in my soul. So I gather information, make calls to our insurance prescription companies, the doctor's offices, the pharmacys, research online, study, print every important fact for future reference. Call me an enabler, but I don't see any other way than to abandon him, and I'd rather die than do that. I don't take no for an answer, I keep digging and fighting and try to play all my cards right. At times I"m tired, feel beaten and hurt. Yesterday seemed hopeless, today not so much. With a few phone calls today I believe I have information that entitles us to 6 more Zomig tablets, and the sumatriptan injectables (3 month supply) should be arriving Monday, and there is a prior authorization for Zomig sprays being put thru to hopefully enable us to get more when needed. I feel I am more educated on all of this than our CVS pharmacy and our union health care support staff. Shame on them.
Monday will bring a call to doctors to schedule an appt. Reading the doses that others are taking of Verapamil and Amytriptaline make me realize my husband is on extremely low doses and could be/should be upped on his dosage. And I'll inquire about the O2 therapy. So with a little help from some "friends" I go on to fight the monsters another day, and feel better for having you all. Hoping I can get my "such a guy" of a husband to read some of the sufferers posts so that he too knows we're not alone. And hoping a supporter at their wits end will read my post and go on to fight another day for their loved one. So Happy Thanksgiving, Good thoughts and painless days/nights to you all.
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