[FONT="Verdana"][COLOR="Purple"]Retired, welcome to the boards!
The discomfort from constipation is no fun. It is also something that health care professionals fail to mention when you start on long term pain meds. I found out about this "wonderful thing" thru a post on this board. I take Miralax every morning to make sure that I keep everything as it should be, so to speak. If you are interested, there have been a couple posts in time gone by that address different ways of helping to control the constipation. There are a few homemade recipes that help with it and some other suggestions. If you do a search on constipation, you should get a hit.
I have also found that fiber one bars and dates have helped me in the past to keep things moving. (Isn't it amazing the things we find that we need to discuss?
I had surgery to replace my lower three discs and to correct a 17 degree curvature in my lower back. Well, they went in and the 3-5 hour surgery turned into 8.5 hours. Got rods, pins, screws, cages, you name it. It was a miserable 360 go according to my surgeon.
The next day when they got me up to walk, as I started to stand up I felt something pop, like when you blow up a lunch bag and pop it. I told them something broke, but they told me I had had a long difficult surgery and everyone feels that way. My surgeon was out of town and saw no partner, just the PAs for the week. They got me up twice a day to walk and then to sit in a chair. They kept asking me on a scale of one to ten what my pain was, and I kept telling them 14. My hubby sat with me and the kitchen timer so I could regulate the pain pump. I get bolla injections every hour to help with the pain.
My surgeon came back after a week long conference making jokes about how he couldn't leave me alone. I told him that thought I was losing my mind because of the pain and that my left leg was dragging and I couldn't stand without support. He turned the same shade as the walls. One x-ray coming up. He sits down in my room and told me that he had good news and bad news. The good news was that I was justified all the pain I was having. The bad news was that my back was broken and I needed more surgery. Back in we went. I am now fused from T9-sacrum.
I spent a month in a nursing home learning to walk again. The day that they discharged me from the nursing home we found that I had a blood clot that went from my lower calf to the top of my groin and I was throwing clots into both lungs. There went another week in the hospital as I laid still and flat with my new best friend Katherine Heparin (sorry) by my side. I left home on Feb 8th and was wheeled back in the door the 8th of April....and no body dusted or threw out the junk mail....
As my mother used to tell me, it will either kill you or make you stronger. Guess I was too mean to give in. I now live in some degree of pain and will have it for the rest of my life.
I have a wonderful Pain Management doc that chastises me when I wait too long to call him, keeps me honest on my meds-which I dislike taking. His comment to me is that he has some people who constantly ask for more and more meds..and then there is me, who he can't get to take meds.He is available by email and by phone on the weekends (shock!). He LISTENS
to what I tell him and works with me to make sure that my pain is controlled to the best of his ability. He planned my meds and how I would travel when we went to japan a few years ago to see our son. And he will do the same when we head to Italy to see same son this next year(Navy). I have been truly blessed to have him and his nurse who is my guardian angel..
As far as compassion goes. The problem with chronic pain is that there is nothing truly visible that people can see that would generate compassion and kindness. We don't have a missing limb for most part, we aren't disfigured(the majority of us). We suffer inside that isn't visible and as a result we are taken to be malingerers or fakes. Chronic pain is difficult not only to have, but to treat. I don't know about you, but it isn't something that I would want to have or to wish on anyone. And so life goes on.
Please keep posting, and I hope you find relief...either long term or fleeting. We take what we can. [/COLOR][/FONT]