It seems that a trip to the E.R. is something most of us do at one time or another for T.N. Reaching out for comfort as our fear becomes overwhelming. Someone should be able to stop the pain, after all they are a medical facility. Right? Do you know that most the staff and the Doctor are not even knowledgeable about T.N. When I went to the E.R., I took a
pamphlet with me with some info. and the Doctor made a copy as he sure didn't know what to do or much to say. They gave me a shot of Demerol and I went home and puked..
I played the Dental game of getting a tooth pulled and there is the root canal issue and the "Well, if we pull them all then we'll eliminate that problem.) If you are single and dating, and they want to go to the steak house, well that ain't gonna happen.
I spent nine days on a morphine pump before my MVD and have no memory of it. My husband and daughter said that I talked to people who were not there and piddled around the room like an idiot.
The choice of narcotics was up to my pain management Doctor who, I believe, reached into a hat and pulled out a narcotic for the day. Morphine suckers seemed to be a preference of his. I was put on Oxycontin, then Methadone
which had the worst side effects. Nodding off every little bit and I wasn't aware of it. I would see little ants flying by
in a group. I would just be so obsessed with them.
During a major surgery while on Methadone, apparently I stopped breathing and had to be put on a Vent. Due to the help of my family Doctor, I got off the narcotics. That's not
easy.
For all the trials and tribulations we venture through and all our headaches and heartaches, T.N. can have a devastating effect for all of us. There is a feeling of being lost and can't seem to find our way. We need each other.
Bless, Doodle bug7