Working Friday clearly made my husband's back much worse. He has had to crawl to the bathroom the last 2 nights, but is undecided as to whether or not he is going to work tomorrow?! He wants to see how he feels tomorrow morning... doesn't want to hear that it's going to make it worse in the short and long term... doesn't even want to hear about going to the doctor or ER even though it is not getting better on its own. He's clearly suffering, and he's being ridiculous, and I'm worried. I'm going to have to lose it on him over this and suffer the consequences- that's the only way he might get it.

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Thank you for those excellent suggestions, Mari! When I imagine what the class will be like, I think things will play out perfectly that way.

I am the mothering type, but I'm going to have to avoid that in favor of self preservation. They have people employed there specifically to provide support. I do not want to draw any unnecessary attention to myself.

My anxiety right now is focused on whether or not pdoc will sign off on me going. I think she might get on my case regarding anxiety or because I don't go to the therapist. I'm also worried about the time factor... I don't know when she's in the office next. When my last episode struck, she wasn't in the office until Wednesday...

K,
I hope that he gets some sense and goes to the doc/er so he can get help getting better.

Your pdoc will come through with the form on time.

M

Hi kay.
If your hubby had to crawl then there is no going in tomorrow. Pain has a way of slowing us down...to listen to our bodies.
He is a fool if he doesn't listen.
((((HUGS))))
bizi

The football game was on at 1 yesterday, a pretty big game, and it was close. It was a good thing my husband wasn't sleeping because there was no way to keep me quiet. The cats went into hiding, which is typical of when I watch football lol. Great game, and we won.

My husband ran out of beer because he started drinking at 2pm. I walked with him to the liquor store. It takes me 20min each way (10 for him), but I didn't want him going alone and I couldn't go alone because I wouldn't have been able to carry the beer back that far. I've stopped counting how many beers he drinks because it makes me sad and/or disgusts me, but it had to be over 20 because he was throwing up by 7:30.

I tried everything I could to get him to agree to go to the doctor, or at least promise he wouldn't go to work, but all he would say was, "we'll see what happens." The (expletive) went to work today. It's hard to be sympathetic when someone won't help themselves. At the very least he'll be hung over and on his feet all day. At the worst, he'll be hung over and hanging from a (expletive) harness 50ft or more in the air working on a crane. What an (expletive)!
If he ends up worse off tomorrow because he went to work today, I'm going to hit the roof. He has enough accrued time to take the rest of the week off and then some, but shouldn't have to use his own time since he was injured on the job. He told his boss, but he never filled out a report. He never listens to me. It's not that he thinks I'm wrong or stupid, he just doesn't want to hear it.

The good news is pdoc's office called early this morning. She signed the form and it's ready to be picked up. Yea! I'm going to take a cab over to pick up the form, then I'll hit the post office, but first I'm going to call the organization putting on the program to verify their address (because I'm paranoid).
There should be plenty of time for it to get there by regular mail, but I'm going to send it expedited (again, because I'm paranoid).

I thought if I just didn't take my synthroid for 2 days I could get away with only having pdoc sign a release...

I reread the release form, and I may not be able to get away with that because of the way it's worded... because of the MS.

I'm going to have to drop off a release form to my PCP now, which means more cab fare and more waiting.

Yuck.

things are rolling in the right direction...keep at it.
sorry about hubby.
bizi

Kay

I think you will be fine. And just keep working on getting everything.

I think mailing anything important expedited or certified is smart.

Donna

I called a cab and set out on my journey...

I picked up the release at pdoc's office first.

Then I went to my PCP's office to drop off the release to him, but he's out of the office until MONDAY. In an exchange in which I can only describe myself as being whiny while still being pushy, the secretary finally said she'd ask one of the covering physicians if they'd sign it.... I can only imagine some doctor who doesn't know me pulling my chart and seeing what a physical and mental train wreck I am and deciding not to take the risk... The office staff knows me well and always gets me what I need quickly, but that's when my PCP is there. I put my odds at 50/50.
Anyway, I told her I needed it back by Wednesday at the latest (so I can overnight it) and asked that someone please call me back as soon as possible.
At least I got my flu shot while I was there.

When I got home, I took a look at the form pdoc filled out. She signed off on all the medical and MH conditions. It could very well stand on it's own, but I don't know if these people are going to require a MD signature because of the MS or not. Ideally, I won't have to deal with this issue.

When my husband got home I had him take me to the post office and I sent the pdoc release form out priority mail. They should have it by Wednesday, and I should have my answer about the other release by then as well. I'd imagine the organization putting on the class will contact me with any issues or questions they have when they receive pdoc's release and I should be prepared to answer them then.

If it turns out I need an MD signature, and the covering physician won't sign, I will have to see if I can postpone the class until the next one they're holding Nov.13th (something I do not want to do).

I like having a lot more time and control over things than I have right now. Why can't I just bend people to my will? lol.

When my husband came home from work, he said his back doesn't feel bad. I hope that remains the case, but he may be feeling it tomorrow.

Kay,

You accomplished a lot.

Good job getting the form and getting to the post office with it to go out priority mail.

Maybe the organization does not need a second form and you will be o.k. with the one you sent.

'Hoping that your husband is recovering.

Mari

I thought pdocs are MDS???
bizi