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Acupuncture Me

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You may remember from a while back (and I do mean a while) that I was diagnosed with sesamoiditis which is the posh word for stupid annoying painful foot. After two whole steroid injections and the threat of developing arthritis if I had another one, I looked to other cures.

And the short answer is: there are none. This little bone in my foot is going to be cracked forever and the only thing to stop it will be to literally take it away from me. Now this, I Mr-Spock-mr-spock-10874060-1036-730have been warned, is a procedure done a maximum of once a year and there is the impending danger of it turning into what doctors lovingly call a Spock foot, ergo not an option.

So I started looking into preventative measures to try to manage the pain, rather than looking to get rid of it altogether. It was then that I found acupuncture, something I had never even thought of as a remedy (I had always seen it as a luxury treatment, like a massage). Turns out, acupuncture can do a lot for the human body *cue groan from scientists* and can actually help a lot of conditions.

I’ve been going to sessions for a good few weeks now, probably going on for 20, and there has been the most dramatic improvement to the pain in my foot and how I walk. I’m no longer limping, which is fantastic until your right foot realises it has to share the load and then starts having a paddy. But that’s neither here nor there because my left foot is really, really fine. Who knew?!  It’s felt like a magical experience and I can’t quite believe that the stupid bone in my foot is now being calmed down, thanks to crazy thin needles.

I’ve had a few people tell me that it’s hocus pocus and it’s all bullshit, but hey, I’m not limping anymore so… 1-0 to acupuncture.

I’m still going to sessions, because it would be crazy to stop and botch up the wonderful work that Rachel (hi!) has been doing for me. And even though it hurts when the needles go in the bottom of my foot, I still enjoy going because it allows me 20 minutes out of the week to just relax and to just be. It’s incredible what such a short amount of time can do for your well-being.

If you have a condition of sorts, whether it’s anxiety, headaches, rough periods or anything, I would say seriously look into acupuncture as a treatment because you might find it’s entirely worth it.

Also, hi Tom 🙂
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Blown up like a balloon

IMG_0795Now, because everyone is so desperately interested in my left sesamoid-plagued foot, I think it’s about time to update you on its latest antics.

On Tuesday evening I visited the hospital to have a chat with a surgeon about how to progress further with the pain. By this point, I’d pretty much decided that I would have it cut out, just to end all pain and I was ready to meet the surgeon. After a 45 minute wait, I was seen and informed that surgery isn’t necessarily the right way to go. Feeling a little disheartened and lost, I didn’t know what else I could do. Would I have to live with this forever? I didn’t think that was possible. He showed me the scan of my foot and said that rather than the sesamoid being irregular, it’s actually got a sweet little crack down the middle. Convenient. Now what.

He said the best treatment is to have a steroid injection. Whether it will work or not is another matter, but he treats lots of people in this way compared to giving one person a year the surgery (which he said is actually quite a risky procedure). I said sure, I’m game, shall I go book an appointment? but he said no I an do it now. The blood absolutely drained from my cheeks and my dad cracked out laughing at my horrified expression. I didn’t know if I was ready but I’ve waited so long for a moment like this that it would be stupid to turn it down. So I hopped up on the couch and allowed him to stab by foot with some milky white steroids from a large pointy needle.

I think I can safely categorise it as the weirdest feeling I’ve ever experienced. It felt like my foot was being blown up like a thick leather balloon and I very quickly became hot and faint. After a brief lie down I was up and about again, happy as Larry. As the evening drew on however, after we’d left the hospital and I’d arranged another appointment, the feeling in my foot was starting to get worse. It felt like it always has for years but 10x worse and it was hot and stinging. My foot was swollen and had a hint of a purple hue to it and gradually I was unable to walk anywhere. Highly inconvenient considering I was moving house on this day and was therefore completely useless.

I wasn’t worried about the pain in my foot. I’m convinced that it was down to the fact that my foot was freaking out about being jabbed and having steroids pumped into it, but gradually it seems to be warming to the idea. Today (three days later) I’m limping but there is a less purple tone to my skin and it’s not as big as my head anymore, which is a plus. If it’s going the way it is, tomorrow I should be virtually pain free and then we just have to see if this whole experience has actually benefitted me… Time will tell.

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Sesamoidectomy is a big word…

I think I spelt it right…

My body feels like it’s gradually falling apart recently. Yesterday I went to the hospital again and saw the foot doctor after having x-rays and MRI scans and found out that I can either live with this horrendous foot pain forever or get the little bugger of a sesamoid bone taken out. That scares me. I’ve never had surgery and the idea that it could become a very real experience is quite daunting. I know, it’s only a small thing and there are those out there going through much worse but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t frightened of what’s looming. For the moment, I just have to make the time to make the decision on what to go with. Not an easy decision but something I know I can rely on my family, friends and Sam to help with.

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Irregular

I got an update on my foot yesterday. The doctor rang me, said that they’d looked at the x-rays and that they’d found something peculiar. The two little bones that contribute to sesamoiditis which they believe is the cause of the pain are there and everything, but one is ‘irregularly shaped’. Pause. My reply was, ‘cool’. Now what?

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She said they’re going to book me in for a scan – great – and they’re going to look into it further. So, after being told that the tightness of my hamstrings is the reason why my foot’s all painful, it’s now because I have a funky shaped bone chilling in the bottom of my foot. Ooh goody.

I mean, yeah, that’s probz what it is to be honest and great if they’ve found the cause of it, even though they don’t understand why because I’ve never experienced a foot injury (that I’m aware of to be fair), but it’s kinda scary. I know, I know, having a sore foot isn’t the end of the world and people go to hospital for much more serious reasons, don’tcha know (I think I’ve made this point before…) but it’s actually hurting me, it’s not nice, like, at all.

On a positive note, my plan for the weekend is to go shopping and buy some mega comfy (black) trainers to wear at work instead of heavy stiff boots so I can be less of a limp and hinderance to general school life. Also gonna buy a sassy leather jacket, which will obviously help the recovery of my foot…obviously.

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Peg Leg

I went to the hospital the other day. Not really done this sort of thing before, so I was nervous, obviously. It wasn’t for anything serious, I’ll divulge in a sec, but it was surreal. I’ve always been fine, more or less, save for my appointments with the optician (and at the eye hospital when I was mega small) and my appointments about asthma – which isn’t as bad as it sounds. However, recently my foot, oh my god, the pain. It’s on, it’s off, it’s kinda there but not. When it’s on, though, it’s excruciating. I’ve always known something wasn’t right, but never did anything about it. “It’ll be right.” But Sam made me call the doctor about eight months ago.

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And that leads us to Wednesday, 21st January, Selby hospital. They make me nervous, as I’m sure they do with lots of people, but mainly because I’ve never really been in one before by myself (Sam was with me but this is principle).

I mean, I’m fine, but my foot and whole leg kinda isn’t. The doctor made me walk up and down the room almost a hundred times to watch how I walk (which is apparently wrong by the way, but whatever..) and then proceeded to bend my leg about in all sorts of directions. Mega pain, like. “You have ridiculously tight hamstrings for someone so mobile!” she said, hands on hips. Okay…awkward…

Now I have a reasonably painful leg and foot and exercises to do which aren’t exactly pleasant but I guess I need to fix myself…this is all to prevent a chance of surgery or steroid injections so…

*Sigh* I’m fine with it, it’s just tiring. I want it fixed now, but unfortunately that’s not possible. It’s not, like , the biggest problem in the world, I know, don’t tell me, but it affects me and my life. Especially as I walk literally everywhere. Literally…

Just gonna hop along now.

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