Since I'm no longer in limbo (unless 50 lesions show up ) I wanted to update you all on my ongoing story...

I started PT for my back last week, and I'm amazed at how quickly my back is healing after YEARS of pain. These simple exercises to strenghen my stomach muscles has made a world of difference. I'm waking up in the morning and practically jumping out of bed. I still have some stiffness...but I have high hopes of controlling this terrible affliction I've suffered for so long. I've not taken any pain killers in two weeks now!

I start my Therapy today to get to the bottom, or shall I say, the possibility that I've made myself ill by holding in bad memories. I'm very nervouse and even scared. I hate being judged. Someone said to me that people don't like this kind of lable, and she is absolutely right. Why is it that we can accept a physical illness but avoid the possibility that it's pent up stress and sorrow?

Of course I won't be sharing all my deep stories that come out in therapy, but I will let you all know if this doctor leans toword some kind of conversion disorder. I did take that test the other day that someone posted under psyccentral, and I scored a ZERO on the "Dissociation" portion....I found that interesting. I was definately depressed and anxious....

Anyway....here I go......