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My journey

At the age of 23 (1974), I had my whole life ahead of me, being a new bride, having graduated the year

before from a small town hospital, in nursing. Working as a nurse in Québec city, Canada, in a large hospital, on the orthopaedic floor, was a huge undertaking for a freshly graduated shy young woman, taking a leap into the big city .My eyes were filled with excitement. My future was bright, I was excited to the prospect of discovering new avenues.

 

 
I worked hard, having to take care of at least 30 patients from 4 to midnight. I enjoyed the challenges of taking care of ''my patients'' which most resulted from surgeries. Orthopaedy is a fascinating field mostly resulting from car accidents, personal and work injuries and congenital deformities. Little did I know that I would become a casualty as well. My life changed direction drastically and I never realized what I would be facing for the rest of my life - Chronic Pain.

Daily Regimen to combat pain

Not only do I have the privilege of having administered an  intravenous infusion of lidocaine but I also, over the years, developed a formula to achieve relief and support the lidocaine treatment.

You see, I am one of those patients who react very badly to prescribed medications such as anti-depressants, anti-psychotics, anti-epileptics, narcotics, opioids … For example, cymbalta, an anti-depressant that sent me to bed for one week, after ingesting one pill at a low dosage. Or Tramadol, a narcotic that sent me to the bowels of obsession after ingesting one pill. My brain felt like it was being taken over by the chemicals and frozen in place. One thought ran through my mind only:"I have to do myself in''  -   like a ticker tape, running so fast and furious. I could visualize the phrase going around and around. A very frightening experience, indeed. Opioids did help somewhat to lower the pain at a level of tolerance. Nevertheless, the chemicals were interfering with certain area of my brain. I am an artist, love doing portraits but under the influence of opioids, I could no longer capture the essence of a person on paper. I could no longer get the resemblance in place. You can see here the trial and errors of sketching a portrait and not succeeding while taking fentanyl and morphine. You can compare it to the finished portrait once I was receiving the lidocaine infusion after weaning myself off the opioids and narcotics.

Over the years I have been asked what I do, in order to obtain relief. I have decided to share with you the information. From here, you can easily tweak and research what would be best for yourself if you are so inclined to do this.

Here we go:

Series of podcasts with Dr Forest Tennant

 

Part 1


 

Interview with Dr Tennant part 2 section 1


Interview with Dr Tennant part 2 section 2


 

Interview with Dr Tennant part 3 section 1


Interview with Dr Tennant part 3 section 2


Interview with Dr Tennant part 3 section 3


 

Interview with Dr Tennant part 4


 

 

Having had arachnoiditis for 40 years( I have stopped counting), I have come to realise that in my early years of dealing with it, and after losing my nursing career, basically re-inventing myself in the process in all aspects of one’s life, I have come to understand that I am a warrior. Why do I say this? Because I also know that I am not alone in this boat. I am surrounded by warriors , I can prove it. All you have to do is visit my facebook page - arachnoiditis - and ask to be a member, it is a closed group. We have a membership that is comprised of children, parents, caregivers, survivors and all around loving and compassionate individuals who dedicate themselves to help others. 

Chronic pain is debilitating. The able bodied individuals do not necessarily understand why we are slow at changing from  pj’s  to being dressed civilly. They see the world through their own experience, their own eyes and their own understanding as to how the world is to be. Our job is to respect that, and perhaps to give a little lecture, here and there, with a smile! 

We, arachnoiditis warriors, have to stay positive, simply  because kindness and positive thoughts and actions  are contagious. It affects so many people around us. Did you ever notice how much energy our thoughts have? If we smile, others smile. If we are angry, others are angry and sad. Our thoughts   have a life of their own, triggering all kinds of emotions and actions. 

Here is food for thought:

There was a wise man who would meditate everyday. He would share love to his fellow men from the depth of his heart. One day, this man went to see him and tried to make him angry, he would tell him insults, he would be angry at him, shouting profanities . The wise man would not respond but simply be. After 3 days, the man said to the wise man:

-Why are you not responding to my anger, to my insults? I have spent 3 days being angry at you? 

The wise man said: when someone gives you a gift and you refuse it, who owns the gift? 

I refused your gift of anger therefore I do not own the anger , you do. 

There is never a need to engage when someone is angry. 

My journey

At the age of 23 (1974), I had my whole life ahead of me, being a new bride, having graduated the year

before from a small town hospital, in nursing. Working as a nurse in Québec city, Canada, in a large hospital, on the orthopaedic floor, was a huge undertaking for a freshly graduated shy young woman, taking a leap into the big city .My eyes were filled with excitement. My future was bright, I was excited to the prospect of discovering new avenues.

 

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