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Originally Posted by badgoodDeb
Is this what the doctors office contributed to your tribulation? Or just daily life worsening your struggles?
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I don't quite know. There has been a complication, a reaction to the Gabapentin, that wasn't a positive thing so I had to scale Waaaaaaaaay back on it. The bad news is, that's the medicine that was actually helping to control the nerve pain, which is the biggie in this Shingles Stuff. I've been lowering the dose on the Gaba as directed by the docs (not optional, just so everybody knows, not playing Dr. House here). In the last 48 hours, the
intensity of the pain (presumably, due to the much-lowered dose) has increased rather noticeably. Clearly, I've reached the PNR--the point of no return--on the amount of the Gaba, versus how much pain I can withstand.
So, right now if I
breathe, and god forbid the material of my shirt touches my skin, in
any fashion, I get searing flares of burning pain. Oh, and hey, just in case I
didn't have that, in the preceding few minutes--just so I don't forget!--I then get just apparently random flares that are MUCH larger, much deeper. Sometimes, it's actually hard to force yourself to breathe, because that makes your chest move, your torso inflate, and yup, the skin on your ribs stretches and KABLAMMO!, one Thunderbolt direct from the heavens!
Day 28, Life in the Rash Lane. I think I'm gonna go huddle up with my blankie and my sofa.
UGH.