Sciatica is the (nerve) root of all evil. I was hoping February would be a new dawn for poor Mum and her sciatica but it is keeping a vicious hold. I have seen her reduced to tears on several occasions, this from a women with the pain threshold of a block of wood usually.
She is plagued by pain, especially burning nerve pain and cramp which is severely disabling. She describes one of the worst pains as the 'buttock burn' which I think sounds like somewhere in Scotland.
A: "Where are you going on holiday"
B: "I'm going hiking in Buttock Burn".
And the language!
Well today we are onto painkiller #5 and it is....'oh hang on I recognise this prescription' me thought 'it's one of the drugs that killed Heath Ledger'. Indeed, she is on a form of Hillybilly Heroin as it is known colloquially. Thankfully the lowest dose possible but still she thinks she may be the next Pete Doherty or Amy Winehouse. If what I hear her often shout is the lyrics look out for her debut single 'fucking arse tit wank'.
So I remain rushed off my feet, sometimes flustered and often reverting to self medicating with chocolate.
Given the situation self-medicating with chocolate is not only permissible but positively encouraged. Here, have a bar of "Green and Black's Maya Gold" with my compliments!
All my best (as usual) to you and your Mum.
Posted by: Stegbeetle | 19 February 2008 at 09:29 AM
You *are* having a bad time! And I will answer your e-mail...
And...
What Stegbeetle said!
Posted by: Marjory | 19 February 2008 at 06:55 PM
Indeed, chocolate medication is definitely the order of the day. Preferably with Australian Shiraz.
Posted by: Thursday | 20 February 2008 at 08:01 PM
Intravenous bournville. That's the answer!
Posted by: Stegbeetle | 23 February 2008 at 12:00 PM
I geez, I feel her pain! Hope she feels better soon!
Posted by: Attila the Mom | 27 February 2008 at 12:28 PM