Body betrayal once more

It’s a whining post again so be warned.

I am getting really, really sick of this arthritis.

I could probably get along with out my feet so getting those removed would likely take care of the arthritis in the ankles.

The hands and wrists…well that does limit my abilities quite a bit if I let those go, and actually they haven’t been too bad lately. The fingers are doing well, the thumbs only ache on occasion and the wrists are usually managed with supports and splints when they are sore. It’s that horrendous grating of the bones in my wrist as I turn them though that seems sort of off-putting. I always wonder if other people can hear it and if it sounds as bad to them as it does to me. I’m waiting for the day when I make the twisting movement and my wrist gets stuck, bone on bone like my thumb used to do. That might freak a few people out.

Right now the biggest issue is my neck. I don’t really remember the last good day I had with my neck.

It doesn’t help that I have been kicking myself lately for not having the smarts to recognize that the neck is where all this started so many years ago. Probably well over 10 years ago actually. I can’t help but ask myself (and I know it doesn’t matter now anyway) that if I would have realized that the problems I was having way back then were arthritis related would anything be different now.

I would guess the answer to that is no, as I still have issues making myself not do the things that aggravate all these areas.

I almost want to say that I can live with the other areas pretty well (some days), but not the neck. The best way to describe it is to try to picture something heavy, maybe a bowling ball, sitting on top of some plastic rings that have jello between them. That damn bowling ball just keeps pressing down, more and more (because of gravity ya know) on those rings and that jello keeps getting squished out from between the rings. Pretty soon some one decides to turn the bowling ball and you hear this awful grating, popping sound coming from those rings. Besides that, the ball, while only maybe weighing about 3 lbs. feels like it weighs about 100 lbs.

The real downside to this one is that I know taking my head off wouldn’t result in a good outcome. I’m pretty sure my functional days would be over.

I’m tired of trying to find chairs to sit in that don’t aggravate the compression. Tired of trying to hold my neck in a sort of chin down and tucked position that stretches out the vertebra. Try studying, reading, researching, typing and driving like that. Oh, and having to wear bifocal glasses and keeping your head in that position can make it challenging to see things as well.

I’m tired of bending over and knowing that if I extend my head to look at anything below knee level those stupid discs of jello are going to get squished and irritated and the grating is going to start.

I am really tired of going to bed at 8pm just because, by that time,  I can’t sit, stand, bend or do anything that involves holding my head up.

This morning I did look up some exercises for neck arthritis. I have actually been doing some of the things recommended and didn’t realize it, but I was able to add a few more to try.

Another little interesting thing I noticed this morning. I have always known that I have had a bit of a curve in my spine. Someone told me this long ago (a chiropractor I think) that one hip was slightly higher making one foot slightly shorter. Just before getting into the shower I passed the mirror. Catching a glimpse I turned full forward and it was amazing just how evident it is that the curve has changed. My right shoulder is significantly higher than my left. Seriously, if you saw my upper half without clothes you would notice it.

An interesting aside to this little development that again, maybe should have been a clue. I have now, for the longest time, had issues keeping my left bra strap up. It always wants to slide down off my shoulder, no matter how much I cinch the thing tighter.

Anyway, I am going on the assumption that spine issues also equal neck issues also equal worse arthritis issues.

What the hell! Is there going to be any place on or in my body soon that functions normally or that functions at all?

And you know what I hate most about all this? The fact that if you look at me, just sitting around or standing nonchalantly, you would never know all this was going on.

I am almost 54, menopausal (meaning age spottish, wrinkly, thick middle) but I look “normal.” I don’t like having a physical condition that is hidden because:

No one really believes that you have issues, are in pain, can’t function, whatever.

There are days when I want to wear a sign around my neck that says:

No, I am not okay. I can’t ____________(fill in the appropriate action here). I have arthritis.

I want to say this to people I don’t know. I want to say this to people I do know.

I don’t want to curl up in a ball and degenerate even more but there are days when much more than that is just too much.

And that makes me feel guilty. Remember that “thick middle” I mentioned above?

I want desperately to exercise now that I actually have time to do so (which used to be my biggest excuse). I love walking and being out-of-doors and I know that a little is better than none. But it seems like when my ankles are better the neck isn’t, and when the neck is tolerable it hurts to put shoes on and move my feet.

Alright, I’m done. I’ve bitched enough, my neck hurts and it’s time to go curl into a ball in a corner




3 thoughts on “Body betrayal once more”

  1. How are you and your joints? I was 17 when I first feel and see the signs of osteoarthritis. I was awful and depressing…. and painful. I had to take pain relievers every 4 hours each time my joint pain strikes. My family doctor said it was just a normal muscle pain.. I doubted that… I had physical therapy but it made my joints’ condition worst… My aunt who was having a stem cell treatment due to her patellar tendonitis told me to have the same therapy, so I did (after several months of explaining to my parents how medical science works)…. Anyways, It has been 4 years now and as much as possible, I try to keep healthy diet (I was overweight, which triggered my OA)… I hope my story can inspire you and your readers… I wish you well and hope that you will find the most appropriate treatment for you too. 🙂


    1. Thanks so much for stopping by the blog. Some days are better than others and so I just sort of live one day at a time. My OA is genetic and made worse by lots of wear and tear on my joints from a long career in dentistry and my need to feel I have to take on projects that I probably really shouldn’t. The stem cell therapy is something I hadn’t heard of before and very interesting. I appreciate you sharing that info and keep posting on your blog with how things are going.
      My best to you as well.


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