A white haired man at Lowe’s today sprinted to show me a product assuming my young whipper snapper self to keep up. I didn’t. He made it to the item well before me and impatiently waited for me to walk up. What’s with the Olympic sprint? I often lag great lengths behind employees who are assisting me in stores. I just hope I will see where the employee turns or better yet that they slow down. Perhaps I should wear a sign that says “Looks young but has an old lady living inside. Treat with care.”
Speaking of care, I saw my rheumatologist today (I just can’t say rheumy like others- it’s like hubby and I just can’t). He said my rib pain was more than likely cartilage inflammation. I was pretty sure too. Thanks Google! He also told me to be aware (not scared) that heart problems are not impossible, even with young folks like me, and to watch for warning signs. I’ll admit it- it’s scary. I have scared myself multiple times with this new found symptom. After thoroughly reviewing heart attack symptoms to make my self scared… ahem I mean aware… they are quite similar. How would I know? This question is going to plague me for a few days (… weeks… months… or forever?). However, I will not live in fear! I just have to do my best.
I also spoke to him again about pain medication. Last time I uttered pain medication he urgently sent me back to my primary care doctor. When I was allergic to Vicodin, I got Percocet in exchange. I’m not a fan. I feel like a drugged anxious boob AND the pain is still there. My rheumatologist was aggravated with Percocet being prescribed. “That’s highly addictive and causes people a lot of problems.” Not me! I greatly dislike it! Not that I got a choice and he certainly was not supportive in getting me a prescription for something better when Vicodin made me itch through my skin. But today was a new day and he actually gave me a prescription for Tramadol, which sounds an awful lot like cough medicine. He said it’s not a narcotic and is less habit forming. I’m not worried about forming a habit… I don’t like taking ANYTHING. I’ve heard of Tramadol thanks to RA related sites/blogs. I just hope it helps for days where I feel like I am going to lose it.
Oh and in case you were wondering, I’m bra-less! I cannot deal with a band around these painful ribs. Wire or not, it is gone, and I’m not stepping into my torture chamber until this passes. Heck maybe I am just over it forever. They’re just boobs- deal with it world!