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Excusing Myself For a Bit…
I'm finding it draining to advocate and blog my experiences. But also, I don't feel my voice is as necessary anymore. I want to be known for my creativity and where it aligned with chronic pain to influence behaviour change – specifically the structure of appointments.
Out With the Sacral, In With the Spinal (part 3)
It will take one whole year until stim and I get to know each other. I've done this twice before, I know! There are programs to explore, capacity to pace, and sitting to try without the aids. I want to hop in a train and a tram, and hop off in the city without an agenda and limits. I want to catch up with my dearest friends, some whom I've not seen since I left Melbourne. We've been living off parcels, emails and the phone, and that really hurts.
Out With the Sacral, In With the Spinal (part 2)
Where to next? (Part 2/3) I knew there was something seriously wrong with my sacral stim implant. By the time that information was confirmed, my mind had run off a few thousand questions. I’ll share a few: Question number 1: What were my options for pain management now? Firstly, I have to say, I didn’t feel alone facing this daunting process. Living with chronic pain can often leave you feeling alone, but I felt I had support and options – that’s really important. My brilliant pain team keep me hopeful and resourced. I follow them online and I see all that [...]
Out With the Sacral, In With the Spinal (part 1)
Then things got even more strange. There was heat, radiating heat where the IPG is, in my face and also other strange feelings that not only added to my pain issues but it made me turn my stim off, more than on! Weird.
Under Anaesthetic, However…
While you read this, I'm in total bliss under full anaesthetic having my spinal stim implanted and my sacral stim (which fizzed) removed. I've popped this poem in my head, and now yours too in the hope that Brain Plasticity, in all its madness as clarified so perfectly in Michael's poem and illustration, works its nonsense on me.
Wishing you Stitches of Laughter for 2019
If it weren't for my sense of humour, I'd be well and truly dead a long time now. I thought I'd kick off 2019 with something Theo found that is (not, IS, not, IS) so funny. Wishing you all stitches of laughter for 2019... xx Theo & Soula