As some of you are aware, I have issues with my tailbone. Pain to be exact. Pain that comes and goes and sometimes becomes so unbearable that I literally cannot sit down.
Yeah it sucks the big one. (Particularly when you consider the fact that I spend 10 hours/day sitting as part of my commute and job)
After getting nothing but a patronizing look and a suggestion that I change my office chair from my dickhead doctor, I decided after one particularly torturous day, to check into a clinic to get some real answers. The doctor at the clinic gave me some anti-inflammatories and told me to get an x-ray.
Well kittens, I did so and followed up on the results with her last night. Turns out that there are no abnormalities with the bones in my back-yay!-but she is referring me to a proctologist so they can rule out any possible gastrointestinal issues. So basically, I have to endure an extremely humiliating (and possibly painful) test with this guy and pray that I don’t have Crones or something. If they find nothing, then I will be put on the waiting list for an MRI .
If the pain continues, I could look forward to getting a needle in my bum. They call it a cortisone injection-I call it “I-will-never-complain-again-about- getting-the-flu-shot-again shot!”)
So basically, proctologist exam followed by needle in the bum. Isn’t that just awesomely craptastic?
On the way home, I began to ruminate on how stupid I was to get myself into this mess. Specifically, I used to do a fairly high contact sport and was thrown down quite a few times and this former hobby of mine is more than likely the reason behind my pain. So it is self inflicted which makes me feel awful. Why did I continue with this sport for as long as I did? Several reasons-Because I was starting to excel at it, I didn’t want to let my coach down and it gave me confidence. As an insecure and sensitive person, an activity that makes me feel good about myself really was worth its weight in gold and I cherished the pride and thrill that I got from it.Plus, that sport could be a lot of fun and enabled me to get into fantastic shape. (I should add that we did use safety equipment, but I guess nothing is guanteed when you’re a small person like me)
I’m not sure if the skills I acquired or levels I achieved in this activity were quite worth the pain I now experience, but at least I can say I did it and am proud of what I accomplished in what is widely considerered to be an extremely difficult activity.