Well first I have to express my confusion with the use of the word 'independent' in an insurance system. Independent from who? Independent for who? And why, in my case, am I, the injured worker, being 'independently' examined? I'm not confused about my therapies, treatments, reports and diagnosis, I know what my situation is... if the insurer or insurer's superior has an issue with any of this info then shouldn't my practitioners be assessed?
How could it have been so hard to figure out when even Wikipedia can explain it!!!? ...Don't google... pf!
Dr. Jacques Beco is a perineologist that is located in Verviers, Belgium. Dr. Beco specialises in the diagnosis and treatment of pudendal neuropathies (pain, urinary and incontinences).
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I remember friends, family, practitioners asking me how I was... "how am I?", I didn't know who I was let alone how I was!!!!!!!! I couldn't cross the street, had to turn spell check on my computer, couldn't speak from the piercing sound of my own voice bouncing in my own ears, couldn't go out, couldn't coordinate myself, I thought everyone who drove was going to kill themselves I was so disorientated all the time, and I couldn't choose between three apples if you asked me to! I slept like a dead person, had no energy, I took a huge dive into the deepest of caves. Actually to sum it up folks, I was depressed... yes, on the anti depressants. That was enough for me to see I didn't need that sort of medication. There had to be another way and I found it.
I often don't feel like talking or explaining the same boring chronic pain story over and over. And I'm thinking there may be a few people out there who feel the same. So, here's some artwork for you folks. Feel free to use it to order caps, t shirts, mugs, honestly, do whatever you want with it, just don't take my name off or manipulate the artwork. Oh, and pop me a message of thanks. Perhaps even come back with some images and I'll create a pain gallery!!!
I believe getting better and getting back to work is my priority, my 'job' pardon the pun, and there hasn't been a day I haven't tried to do this. What makes me write this article however, is the disappointment when I get a ticket in the mail and have to attend the circus. It's a boulder in my way to recovery, a performance I don't need to watch, nor is it good for me, in fact the performers don't care about me, never really look into my eyes and focus on my path so I can speed up to my mission. No, they slow me down in fact, add more and more performances for me to watch, they even get me to perform at some!!!!
Aaaaaa... no, I have lower back pain!!!! Thankfully I can report this only happened once. Perhaps this Independent Medical Examiner was super thorough.
Oh go on, let's have some fun. What's the poorest excuse you've heard from your insurer (or related body) and don't name names, but let's have a laugh... at their expense for a change.
Chronic pain is a waste of life’s precious time, its a huge hold up. But if you have to deal with it then you have to find a way to cope through the awful journey and survive it. Before my precious implant (Professor Teddy I love you!!), I couldn’t move much without pain, everything hurt and it hurt all the time. And yet, my gorgeous friends and family kept telling me ‘but you look so good for someone who’s in pain all day!’ (Uum… thanks??).
