I passed the eight week mark and currently entering the ninth. Honestly, I’ve been so busy LIVING that I haven’t had time to update this blog! But I wanted to finish it and get it published so others who may be dealing with this horrendous condition may find some hope in my experience. I guess I was a “typical statistic”, as my sciatic nerve pain finally (but slowly) left me around week eight. Coincidence or was it a combination of all I had been doing? Who really knows? I just give all the credit to God, as HE is the one who works through ANY and ALL means to bring us to TOTAL healing.
If you have researched sciatic nerve pain as much as I have, you’ll agree that the treatment for it is as different as the sufferer who is to dealing with it, and that there is no “one treatment cures all”. Like me, you may travel down many different treatment roads, trying one remedy after another, until you find the one or a combination of several treatments that work for YOU. Everyone handles pain differently, therefore everyone will respond differently to various methods of pain control. For me, I just knew I had to keep trying to find a way to get through another day, in hopes of waking up one day and finding that I finally had MY pain under control WITHOUT having to rely on dangerous drugs or invasive surgery. Don’t get me wrong - I DO believe those treatments have a place in some cases, and would advise you to seek out those treatment options you feel are best suited for YOUR particular situation. I am NOT 100% cured myself, so it may be that even I have to relent to more aggressive treatment in the event I don’t get better soon! But for now, as long as I see improvement in my condition on a daily basis, no matter how small, I’m going to fight this condition head on with my arsenal of all natural and holistic treatments, along with the strength and power of Almighty God, and wage a full on frontal attack against this formidable foe!
I still have some weakness in my right leg and numb patches in my foot, knee and thigh, but nothing that has kept me from living a “normal life” again. In fact. I just got back from an extended trip to beach where I was able to walk along the seashore and enjoy doing all the things I loved to do - only slower and with more care! And frankly, I NEEDED to slow down, as I was ALWAYS in a hurry, rushing around, stressing about getting places on time, and just worrying about EVERYTHING. They say God has “ways” of getting your attention and I think this was His way of telling me to SLOW DOWN and ENJOY LIFE! Despite all the unbearable pain and frustration this condition brings, I’m sure glad it happened! For now, I have a NEW appreciation of life. I live each day at a slower, but more meaningful pace and don’t worry about being “left behind”. No, I DON’T want to go through this again, but I can honestly say it left me a happier, more carefree person. I hope it does the same for you!
Thank you for staying with me through this extended blog journey. If you've been helped by anything you read, or learned something about sciatic nerve pain, please share your comments with me below. Let's "pay it forward" and help others who may be suffering with this painful condition and let them know there is ALWAYS hope for total healing and a normal life again!
I’m one day shy of my 7 week “sciatica anniversary”. Not exactly an occasion I’d like to celebrate, but it helps to be able to look back and see how far I’ve come. And while I can definitely say I’ve come a long way, I regret to say that I am STILL having some degree of pain from this condition. I’m also two weeks post cortisone injection and feel pretty confident in saying its effects were minimal at the most. So, here’s what I’ve been doing to deal with the on-going pain:
I try to walk on my treadmill at least five minutes or more, do my sciatic nerve stretches, and stay active as much as possible. Yes it hurts to walk, but I do it anyway. Fortunately, my mind is finally clear from all the drugs I was taking and I’m able to focus more on doing things that will further my recovery. I still take Advil or Aleve 2-3 times a day, or as needed. I’ve also started taking the alpha lipoic acid again, as well as the turmeric, both of which I had stopped when I got the cortisone shot. I also just recently read about benfotiamine - a Vitamin B1 derivative that shows great promise in helping relieve nerve pain. I’m going to my local health food store tomorrow and get some, and will report on the results in a week or so. I’m also going to inquire about any other holistic treatments available that I could possibly gain some benefit from. It is STILL my goal to attack and treat this condition on as much a holistic level as possible until it is resolved to my satisfaction. With that said, I need to get up and get MOVING!
So, my trip to the health food store proved to be discouraging - and SCARY! I was hoping to get the benfotiamine, but unfortunately, they didn’t have any. However, my friend who runs the store suggested two alternatives - one was Tei Fu - a relaxing massage gel (which I really LOVE), and the other was a homeopathic blend of several different herbs simply called “Backache”. After a late lunch that afternoon, I eagerly opened the little bottle of tiny little white pills that I hoped would relieve the nagging pain in my leg. The directions said to take four pills every 4-6 hours, and dissolve them under your tongue. Knowing how “sensitive” I am to most EVERYTHING, I only took two. Four hours later, I took another dose - two more. Now we get to the SCARY part! Immediately after taking the second dose, I became dizzy and had severe shortness of breath. I quickly started researching the ingredients in the little pills and was disturbed to find they contained ACONITE - a deadly POISONOUS herb! However, in a “homeopathic” state, it was supposed to be quite safe and its poisonous effects very “minimal”. Ha! Safe or not, there was NO WAY I was dissolving another one of those little pills under my tongue! I decided the leg pain wasn’t so bad after all! lol! Fortunately, the shortness of breath wore off in a few hours and I had no further effects.
Ironically, it was shortly after this my friend messaged me on Facebook to see how I was doing. When I told him what had happened to me, he assured me that it only went to prove the “energy and frequency was very powerful” - whatever that means. All I know is that poisoning myself to get rid of my sciatic nerve pain seem to be going to the extreme. Lesson learned - herbal remedies can have dangerous side effects just like prescription meds, and you need to research ANYTHING and EVERYTHING before you take it! Fortunately, the Tei Fu massage gel works great to soothe and relax the cramped muscles in my leg, and helps me to sleep without that “restless leg” feeling at night.
So now I was feeling like I was back to “square one”, and didn’t know what to do next. God knew what I was thinking (doesn’t He always!) and whispered one word in my ear: “turmeric”. What? “Try taking the turmeric again”. I heard the words just as clear as day. Okay, why not? After all, it IS one of the most highly recommended and talked about all- natural treatments for sciatic. Maybe I just didn’t give it enough time to work! What did I have to lose at this point? I immediately went and got two capsules and swallowed them with a long chug of bottled water. Four hours later, I took two more. I did this for two days and amazingly, the stabbing pain in my leg started to retreat in a very noticeable way! I couldn’t believe it! I kept taking my other supplements - the Super Magnesium, Triple Flex and ALA, along with the turmeric, and over the next three or four days, the pain in my leg diminished to just a nagging dull ache, which was actually a refreshing change from the sharp, stabbing pain that kept me from standing or walking for very long.
Now here’s the REALLY exciting part: after about the fourth day, with my husband by my side, I walked around the field with him and our dog with NO PAIN!! Yes, my leg was a little “achy”, and I was walking very SLOW from weakness, but I was NOT in any pain! Praise the Lord!!! I was SO happy, I could have just as easy been walking on CLOUDS! And the next day, I did it again, and just yesterday, I walked around TWICE! Of course, I was quite sore that evening, but after a long epsom salt bath and rubbing my leg down with the Tei Fu, I slept like a baby that night! I can’t tell you how that one little feat brought great healing to me - both physically AND mentally! I finally feel like I’m living a NORMAL life again, and am looking forward to the day when I can finally put this nightmare behind me! As I near the eight week of this traumatic journey in my life, I hope to end this journal and make it public in hopes of helping someone else who may be going through the same thing.
"A Twinge Turned Terror" - FINAL CHAPTER coming soon!!
Once we were at the clinic, I was admitted back fairly quickly where a nurse took my vitals. My blood pressure, as well as my pulse had skyrocketed well above my normal readings. Finally, the Dr. came in and started to question me about my symptoms, and the reason for my visit. I explained to her what had happened, and that my major concern was that in stretching, I had caused a blood clot to dislodge and travel to my brain. She listened quietly and patiently, did a quick exam of my legs (checking for DVT) and listened to my heart and lungs. With a reassuring smile, she confidently assured me I did NOT have a blood clot and that my “mystery symptom” was nothing more than a strain on my already aggravated sciatic nerve. And because she worked out and lifted weights frequently, and had experienced the SAME thing, she knew EXACTLY what I was feeling! To say I was relieved was an understatement!
We discussed my sciatic pain condition in further detail, and she suggested I should consider further testing with xrays and an MRI, neither of which I could afford.(No insurance, remember?) However, I wasn’t about to get out of there without SOME kind of pain relief, so I quickly asked if she could give me a cortisone shot, to which she replied, “of course.” Finally! I could get some relief from this painful gorilla that had been literally “on my back” for the past five weeks! .(I know what you’re thinking: “But I thought you were going to get through this conditions WITHOUT any drugs!” Well, yes, but if a simple cortisone shot can “help me along the way”, what’s the harm? Besides, with a 50/50 chance of the shot resolving my pain issue once and for all, what did I have to lose?) The injection was 80mg of DepoMedrol, and was delivered quickly and painlessly in my “gluteus maximus”. But pain relief was not as quick....
The first few hours after the injection, I felt a false sense of pain relief as the numbing agent took the edge off my pain. But when that wore off, my sciatic nerve pain came back - with a VENGEANCE! That night, I felt like my whole body had been run over by a tractor and it was all I could do to catch forty winks in between tossing and turning from side to side, trying to find a comfortable sleeping position. I finally gave up, got up out of bed and went and slept in my chair in the living room. My husband awakened my when he got up for work the next morning. Feeling groggy, nauseous and painfully stiff, I managed to drag myself up, fix some coffee and pull myself together enough to make it to a scheduled client meeting. I shoved an Advil down my throat as I walked out the door, hoping to allay some of the pain long enough to get through the morning. Strangely enough, my pain was numbed again somewhat for several hours, even enough so I could make a quick trip to the grocery store without very much pain - something I hadn’t been able to do in over a month! I was encouraged that the shot was finally kicking in and expected my condition to improve soon.
Unfortunately, as the day wore on, my old familiar pains kicked in instead. Again, I had a rough night and felt just as bad the next morning. And again, I forced myself to get up, dressed and on to another client’s office where I spent several hours that day. However, I kept having “moments” where I felt LESS pain and was encouraged again that the shot was doing its job. Still, it was now going on 36 hours post-injection, and I still couldn’t understand why I wasn’t having MORE pain relief. Naturally, I had researched the matter thoroughly and everything I read told me that I SHOULD be feeling greater pain relief by now, and the more time that passed, I feared the shot wasn’t going to work AT ALL for me.
That night, I took another Advil and slept pretty well, waking up only once hurting. I again took an Advil I had left on my nightstand and promptly went back to sleep. The next morning when I woke, I noticed I wasn’t hurting as much, although I still felt tired and a little queasy on my stomach. Not having any appointments, I looked forward to a quiet, restful and hopefully pain-free day. As I went about my morning routine, I still felt a nagging pain in my leg, but it was “different” - and not as noticeable. Wanting to know more about what to expect from the shot, and more importantly how SOON to expect RELIEF, I phoned the clinic and talked to a nurse about my injection. She explained that it was a SLOW RELEASE injection, and that I SHOULD expect to start seeing some significant pain relief over the next few days, but that if I didn’t, I could come back to discuss other options. Encouraged by her call, I decided to give it a few more days before giving up. As the day progressed on, I actually DID notice a slight decrease in pain and I could walk further and longer without my leg hurting as much. At this point, I’m feeling VERY encouraged that the cortisone shot IS working and that I’ll soon be PAIN FREE!! I’ll post another update in a few days....
So, its been 8 days post injection and what a roller-coaster ride its been! I had a slight emotional melt down around day 5 as it seemed like the cortisone shot “stopped working” and the sciatic pain once again reared its ugly head. After my meltdown, I was determined NOT to let this intrusive ailment get the best of me. It was at that point I got MAD. Mad at my body. Mad at the damn cortisone shot. Mad at the dr. who gave it to me. Mad at myself. Just plain MAD. But it was that anger that drove me to do something MORE. From that moment on, I decided to live my life IN SPITE of the pain. With my newfound determination, I cleaned my house for the first time in over a month, even squatting down on my knees to clean under furniture. No, I didn’t “overdo it”, and had to stop several times to rest, but I managed to get it done. The feeling of accomplishment was potent medicine, and I was further encouraged to tackle other things I had been putting off for so long - like walking around the yard with my dog and helping my husband out in the kitchen at meal times. I was finally LIVING again, despite the relentless pain in my leg. I vacillated back and forth over whether or not the cortisone shot was working, whether to go back for further treatment, and what to do if the pain didn’t soon let up. It was at that point that I discovered two books online by Dr. John Sarno: Mind Over Back Pain and Healing Back Pain.
Dr. Sarno is the father of TMS - Tension Mytosis Syndrome, and offers a revolutionary approach to back pain that is based on his discovery that tension is the underlying cause of most back problems. Reading these two radical, yet common-sense books helped me to realize and understand the source AND treatment to my sciatic condition, based on his documented research and experience with hundreds of “cured” patients who had suffered from the same condition, as well as many other similar ailments. If you have an open mind and are willing to “consider” Dr. Sarno’s “theories”, you, too may glean a powerful benefit from reading these two little books. All I can say is that after reading BOTH of them within a 24 hour period, I have been able to walk with LESS pain and have a new “euphoric attitude” about finally being rid of this horrid condition ONCE AND FOR ALL! Suffice it to say that I am a FIRM believer in “mind over matter”. As I enter into my 6th week, I feel enormously blessed and hopeful that God has finally brought me to MY “promised land” - a full recovery and total healing of the curse of sciatic nerve pain. Further updates forthcoming!
"A Twinge Turned Terror" - Part 6 coming next!....
It’s now going into my 5th week of dealing with this “mystery pain”. I call it that because I still have not seen a doctor to properly diagnose my condition. Not because I didn’t WANT to, but with NO medical insurance or extra money set aside, I know I would not be able to get the expensive MRI, which is the ONLY proven method to correctly diagnose a true spinal issue that could be causing my pain. If I would have had good insurance, I would have not hesitated to see a doctor, if only to get an accurate diagnosis, although I may not have chosen to rely on strong drugs or surgery as treatment options. However, due to my diligent research, I am 90% confident that I have assessed and diagnosed my condition to my best satisfaction, and the little improvements I see week by week confirm that self-diagnosis. As long as I don’t get WORSE, I feel like I can monitor AND treat my condition with the methods I am currently using.
Among my NEWEST (and most helpful) holistic treatments are the addition of mega-doses of Vitamin C. I read about its powerful ability to successfully treat acute sciatic conditions during one of my website researches, and was so impressed with one woman’s testimony, (read her story here), that I drove myself to the local dollar store about two miles down the road and picked up a big bottle of it. Over the next few days, I took 8000-10,000 gms of Vitamin C a day. By the third day, I could tell a BIG difference in not only my pain level, but my overall mental and physical state. Everyone knows how Vitamin C can knock out a cold, but not many know what a potent inflammation fighter it is when it comes to sciatica! Well,it made ME a believer, and I am still mega-dosing going on almost a week now. Even though I’m still not pain-free, I can attest to the remarkable difference just adding this Vitamin C protocol to my treatment regimen has made to my healing and recovery process. One word of caution if you try this: although it is non-toxic, high doses of Vitamin C can cause bowel issues, so make sure you don’t exceed YOUR bowel tolerance levels! You’ll know when you do, in which case you just need to back off to a lower intake.
Another helpful treatment I’ve recently added is specific stretches to treat the muscle spams, tightness and pain in my leg that comes from the sciatic nerve inflammation. I learned that some of the stretching I was doing earlier (like most hamstring stretches) were actually making my condition WORSE, and counterproductive to my healing. Instead, I started doing some light yoga stretching, piraformis stretches and neural flossing. You can research these yourself and find the ones that you like the best. They are really helpful in keeping your muscles and joints limber, and help decrease the pain, even if its only temporary. However, the long-term benefits are eventual LESS pain and a less likelihood of having another sciatic attack! I make sure to do these 3 or 4 times a day, as well as try to incorporate short walks into my day, whether I’m at home or away. Yes, its painful to walk around in the grocery store or go shopping, but I’ve found if I lean on a cart, it makes the trip much easier to bear. My goal is to eventually be able to walk pain-free, but in the meantime, most all the information about this condition I’ve read suggests to stay active as much as possible. That’s pretty hard to do when you’re hurting, but “no pain, no gain”, right? I just try to balance it out and not overdo it, and make sure if I do, to use ice/heat to help relieve some of the added inflammation.
Finally, at this stage of my treatment, I’ve decided to STOP taking Aleve, an OTC pain med, that I’ve been using for the past five weeks to deal with the pain, and rely solely on the all- natural and holistic treatments I’m currently doing. Besides the irritating gastric side effects, I realize the long term damage of taking NSAIDS on a daily basis is not WORTH the minimal pain relief it gives, and may in fact be HINDERING my recovery. Again, in my own research, I have found more than one study suggesting the long-term use of many OTC pain meds can actually cause tissue damage and impede your body’s ability to heal inflammation on its own. That just reinforces my determination I to deal with this condition as holistically as possible, and weaning my body off ANY kind of unnatural or man-made pain meds. Instead, I will rely on the Vitamin C, magnesium and other natural supplements that are proven to be effective pain relief options. As with the decision to stop taking the opoids I was consuming earlier, I fully expect a positive outcome from dropping the Aleve from my treatment plan.
UPDATE: “Never say never.” Something happened a couple of days ago that not only sent up a red flag, but sent me to the nearest walk-in emergency clinic! I was on the floor doing my usual stretches lying on my stomach, face down. This one particular stretch I was doing was a torso press up. Basically, you just lie on your stomach, prop your upper body on your elbows and try to lift up and back as far as you can. I’d done this stretch several times before and could finally get to the place where it didn’t hurt as much. However, this particular morning as I lifted up and back, I felt a strange sensation quickly travel from my spine to my head, causing extreme dizziness. I quickly jumped up (probably not the smartest thing to do) and felt like I was going to pass out. My hands got sweaty and my pulse jumped sky high. I was SURE I was having a heart attack, stroke or a blood clot had burst. Panicking, I called my husband at work and told him what had happened. He was out of town working and couldn’t get home fast, so he called his mother who lives nearby, to come get me and take me to the walk-in emergency clinic. I paced nervously until she arrived, praying to God to let me make it to the clinic “in time”.
"A Twinge Turned Terror" - Part 5 Coming Soon....
It’s going on three weeks now, and while I’m MUCH better, I still have lingering pain, numbness and weakness in my right leg and foot, and still walk “crooked”, and can only walk for short periods at the time. I’ve lost about ten pounds due to a loss of appetite from the constant nauseating pain, and have only ventured out of my home with my husband on two occasions. I sleep with a pillow between my legs at night, and alternate between cold packs and a heating pad to temporarily relieve the pain. Up until a couple of days ago, I had to give up doing any kind of housework or sitting at a computer for long periods of time. And I am STILL not able to drive due to the partial numbness in my right foot. According to the information I’ve researched about sciatica, my situation is somewhat “normal”. In fact, most articles indicated recovery time on average is between 4-8 weeks, unless it gets worse which indicates another underlying problem that could require more aggressive treatment. Sometimes even surgery. I can only hope and pray I’m one of the “average” statistics.
Besides the overwhelming pain that comes with sciatica, I feel like I’ve been robbed of a life that was active, happy and full. I can no longer talk my dog on long walks around our farm, or even for a short jaunt to the mailbox down the path. I’ve fallen woefully behind in my housework and laundry duties, not to mention just being able to do “general cleaning” on an as-needed basis. And without getting too “personal”, let’s just say that my husband is a VERY patient man! ;) Thank God I married a man who is not only a wonderful and loving husband, but who can cook and clean just as well! In fact, he has been a Godsend these past few weeks, and I don’t know where I would have been if he hadn’t been here to take care of me! This is definitely ONE health issue you can’t bear all by yourself, and if you do, you’re a better woman than me!
It’s nearing almost four weeks now and I’m starting to see a tiny glimmer of light shining at the end of that long, dark wall of misery I’ve been painfully traveling through. I finally got out and drove for the first time, and while it wasn’t painful at the time, I paid for it dearly later that evening when the pain in my leg flared up like fireworks on New Years Eve! Fortunately, before I returned home, I managed to drag myself to a local drugstore to pick up a few items for my “sciatica self-help arsenal” that I had been reading about on the internet. Those items included valerian root, alpha lipoic acid (ALA), a TENS unit, (TENS stands for Transcutaneous Electrical Nerve Stimulation),and a large bag of epsom salt. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the valerian root helped to quell the rebellious nerves in my leg and helped give me a restful night’s sleep, but I was unable to find any real satisfaction or pain relied with the TENS unit. In fact, it was more a nuisance than help, and the constant “pulsing” of the electrodes was MORE irritating than the pain itself! Even after trying the unit on different areas of my body, and different pulse patterns, I quickly tired of this intrusive treatment, and finally just gave up on it altogether.
This morning, I added some ALA to my yogurt, and will continue taking this supplement three times a day to see if it gives any added relief. There have been numerous studies done about the positive efficacy of ALA to treat sciatic nerve pain,so I am very anxious to see if it gives me the same results. I also take the following supplements on a daily basis: multi-vitamin especially for women over 50, MSM, magnesium, ginger, Triple Flex (a glucosomine chondroitin MSM supplement), Aleve gel caps, and enteric coated aspirin. I also take a warm epsom salt bath either nightly or every other night to soothe and ease the nerve pain before bedtime. I try to eat yogurt 3-4 times a week and drink lots of bottled water throughout the day. My goal is to slowly but surely transition from taking ANY kind of RX/OTC pain medication to taking nothing but all natural supplements to ease and control my sciatica condition, AND help prevent future occurrences of this intrusive monster! In fact, I read an interesting article that said when taken, certain opiod pain meds (i.e., oxycodone, hydrocodone, etc.) actually stimulated pain cells in the spinal column and created MORE pain, creating the need for MORE pain medication! This vicious cycle explains why so many people find themselves addicted to these type pain relievers. Even I was finding myself in this same vicious cycle after taking oxycodone for only two weeks, and knew I had to find an alternative method of pain relief.
"A Twinge Turned Terror" - Part 4 Coming Next!
The next few days were a blur. None of the pain medication I was so generously given brought any kind of lasting relief, although some of the stronger drugs did help me sleep fitfully through the night. Still, the moans and groans of pain kept not only myself awake, but my poor husband, as well. I finally decided to sleep in my chaise chair in the living room, so as not to keep him awake. After all, he was the main breadwinner and HAD to go to work every day. I was fortunate enough to be able to work from home, although I could only manage to work at my computer a few short hours at a time. Constant pain is a selfish companion, and DEMANDS your undivided attention!
As the days passed slowly and painfully by, other things were now happening - not only to my body, but to my mind, as well. Severe constipation from a steady intake of opioids combined with cold, damp rainy weather made the perfect storm for a case of mild depression to settle in. And although my husband was was being super supportive and even took over ALL of the cooking duties and some of the cleaning duties around the house, I was depressed that I couldn’t even so much as straighten my back, much less walk ten steps from the chair to the bed. My whole “normal routine” as I knew it was in a tailspin, and about as ABNORMAL as it gets. In short, I felt like I was a prisoner trapped in someone else’s body. I hopelessly wondered if I’d EVER walk again, and feared I may even end up crippled in a wheelchair and disabled for life. That thought TERRIFIED me, as I was used to being super active and always on the go. I took my dog on long walks around our small farm - sometimes even twice a day, worked in my small herb/flower garden out back, took care of all the housework, laundry and grocery shopping, and traveled long distance several days a month to visit clients. But suddenly, all that came to a screeching halt, and I was as clumsy and helpless as a newborn calf - wobbly legs and all!
As is my curious nature,I frantically began searching the internet for any and everything I could find on my condition, which I finally self-diagnosed as “sciatica”. It would later be determined medically that my diagnosis was correct, as I had ALL the classic symptoms. I poured over medical, holistic and self-help websites soaking in every tidbit of information I could find on the cause, treatment and ultimately cure for this savage affliction that had taken a young, healthy and active woman to down to her knees. All in one quickening breath!
As the meds kicked in and took a thin edge off my pain, I started trying to implement some of the other treatments I had found on the internet for sciatica. Most suggested light stretching, which was a challenge when you can’t even stand up straight! But I was determined to get better and was willing to do almost ANYTHING to get rid of the nagging pain that was literally a pain in the butt! So every morning, I’d drag myself to the kitchen, fix a cup of coffee (thank God for Keurigs!) grab a container of yogurt, and hobble back to my chair for a light breakfast After the caffeine from the coffee kicked in and I had something on my stomach, I took a pain pill and waited a little bit longer for that to ease the pain before doing my floor stretches. At first, I couldn’t hardly get down on the floor without writhing in pain, but I soon learned the more I did, the easier it got. I also learned it didn’t take ALOT of stretching - just the right kind. I firmly believe the exercises I started doing was instrumental in helping me regain not only some function in my now defunct body, but was a tremendous help in relieving some of the mental stress that comes with sciatic nerve pain.
Along with the stretching exercises, I started taking a Super Magnesium supplement and just recently added a combination glucosamine chondroitin, MSM and Vitamin D supplement, along with my daily multi-vitamin. I also tried some of the highly recommended holistic treatments such as turmeric, apple cider vinegar, and grape juice, but can’t say I noticed any distinguishing benefits from them, although I may not have used them consistently enough to reap their benefits. A kindhearted Facebook friend even sent me a jar of an all natural pain relief ointment a friend of his makes, but unfortunately, it didn’t give me the long lasting relief I was hoping for. Still, I believe that ALL these natural treatments working TOGETHER, along with daily stretching and a positive mental attitude, are what got me through each painful day.
"A Twinge Turned Terror" - Part 3 Coming Next!
If you've been following my blog, you've probably noticed there hasn't been much to "follow" lately. That's because for the past 2.5 months, I have been dealing with an extremely debilitating health issue: sciatic nerve pain. Anyone who has ever had this condition already knows how painful and life-altering it can be. But more than the physical limitations causes, it also challenges you mentally, emotionally and even spiritually. Sciatic nerve pain can come on suddenly and without warning, cause months of agonizing pain and then leave just as mysteriously as it came, leaving behind months and even years of physical AND emotional damage. Yet, the condition is so common that you'd be hard pressed to find someone who HASN'T struggled with it.
During my journey through sciatic nerve pain, I researched many websites in search of not only health information and answers to my own questions, but support from others who had been through the same thing. It was in my research that I found hundreds of sciatic nerve pains sufferers who were desperate for information, answers and emotional support -just like me. It was then that I decided to journal my experience and eventually share it with others who may be facing the same debilitating condition. It is my hope that through sharing my experience, it will help someone else who may also be looking for answers and support.
Over the next series of blogs, you will read my raw, unedited account of my journey through sciatic nerve pain. With the exception of the first one, the entries are not dated, yet chronicled by the passage of days or weeks. I have decided NOT to edit any of my journal in order to present my experience just as I was living it. If you have any questions about any part of my journal, please feel free to post comments or questions and I will be more than happy to answer as completely and honestly as I can.
DISCLAIMER: I am not a doctor or other health care provider, and the information presented in the following series of blogs is not intended to diagnose or treat sciatic nerve pain or any other health related health condition.
The first journal entry starts below...
A Twinge Turned to Terror- Part 1
March 19, 2018
It’s been one week ago today that a simple “twinge” in my back turned into a sharp, searing pain that literally knocked me to my knees and sent my body into a vicious cycle of tremendous physical, emotional and mental agony. It didn’t take long for me to realize I was suffering from a condition commonly known as sciatica nerve pain. But what I didn’t realize is how such a “common” condition, could turn my life upside down in just a matter of a few short hours and make everyday, ordinary tasks literally impossible to perform. For anyone who’s ever experienced sciatica, you know exactly what I’m talking about. And if you haven’t ever experienced it, I hope you NEVER do, as I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy!
I’m still not sure just WHEN it happened. Or even HOW. The last “normal” thing I remember doing is something I do every day - fixing my bed. But as I bent down to retrieve a pillow from the floor, I felt an innocent little “twinge” go up my spine. Nothing really “painful”, just noticeable. After about an hour, I noticed a little soreness in my lower back, so I took an Aleve, and went on about my normal routine the rest of the day,with no other real side effects. Until a few hours later. I had been sitting in my chair doing some jewelry crafting and went to get up. And THAT’S when it HIT me. The twinge that had spoke so softly earlier in the day was now growling like an angry bear through the tender nerves that ran from my lower back and down into my right leg. I hobbled to the living room where my husband was, barely able to straighten my now painfully crooked spine. Hunched over like a hundred year old woman, and moving at a snail’s pace, my lower back and leg seethed with more pain than I ever thought imaginable.
My husband helped me to the couch, then quickly brought me a couple of ibuprofen, which I was sure would ease the pain and give me lasting relief. But sciatica doesn’t work that way. It’s more like a rude, uninvited guest - eager to stay and in no hurry to leave! (In fact, my obnoxious guest has been here eight days already, and shows NO sign of going ANYWHERE!)
After a restless night, gingerly tossing and turning to find a comfortable sleeping position, I awoke the next morning expecting to be blessed with an “overnight miracle”, and have my “normal” body back. Instead, I was even WORSE off than the night before. The whole day I spent scrunched up in my chaise chair with my knees rammed into my chest. It was the only position that seemed to bring any short term relief. I continued to take ibuprofen throughout the day and napped when possible. Later than night, screaming and crying for ANY kind of relief from the unrelenting pain that was now ripping up and down my right leg, I begged my husband to call SOMEONE and get some stronger pain meds. Fortunately for me, but not for him, my father-in-law had been through the SAME misfortune a year earlier, but was unable to take the strong medication the doctor had prescribed for him, and was glad to send them my way. Likewise, my Mom who was afflicted with muscle spasms a few months earlier, also had meds she thought might help. Finally armed with some potent weapons to counter-attack my ruthless attacker, I looked forward to a less painful and more restful evening - SURE relief would now come quickly. Only I was painfully WRONG - AGAIN! Part 2 coming soon....
So I just released by third self-published Christian romance fiction novel, Heart in a Bottle, currently available in paper back and e-book version on Amazon.com. For many reasons,I really didn't want to offer my newest release through Amazon, but being a self-published author, it just seemed like a natural progression. And despite its faults, Amazon has a revolutionary platform that makes it almost effortless for Indie authors to create, publish and sell their own books to more readers than ever before. More on that in a future blog!
For now though, and just in time for Valentine's Day, I'd like to introduce you my newest Bohemian Christian romance novel -
"Heart in a Bottle"
Front and back covers - designed exclusively by "yours truly"!
Heart in a Bottle,like my first two offerings,is another Bohemian Christian romance novel,but with a murder-mystery twist to it.Honestly,of all three books I've written,this was definitely the HARDEST to write,and I probably won't delve into another one like it for a LONG time!In short,I've learned that I'm NOT a mystery or crime writer,nor do I enjoy the tedious job of researching every little detail to make sure all the facts "add up",and the story line makes sense.With straight romance stories,it doesn't matter so much,as we all know that most of the time,love doesn't always "make sense" anyway! lol
So,without further adieu,or giving away the ending,here's a brief synopsis of Heart in a Bottle:
Middle-aged advertising exec Valli Heart was suddenly left to run her father's paltry wine company after he succumbed to a massive heart attack. I chose the name "Valli" for my main character,as it was the name my maternal grandmother had given her first child - a baby girl.Unfortunately,the baby died shortly after she was born.When my mother told me what she had named it,the name stuck, and I always wanted to use it in one of my books.Other characters in Heart in a Bottle are named after good friends and other family members, as well, as a means of including those special people in my writings.(I just have to be careful to make sure the character's personality is complimentary to the person who's name I'm using!It makes for much more pleasant family gatherings during the holiday!lol)
Valli is also constantly fighting past demons,which only add to her current troubles and cause her to doubt her faith in God, as well as the man she really loves.Nevertheless, with the help of her worldly and quite egotistical business partner,Jack Conova,Valli is left to carry on the family business,Heart Winery - a small coastal winery,and fulfill her father's dreams of turning it into a wine "mega-tropolis".Yeah,I made that word up,(along with a few others!)and spell check reminded me of it every time I proofed the story!But that's one thing I LOVE about being a fiction writer - I take FULL advantage of my "creative license" to make up ANY word or story line I want!
Anyway,unbeknownst to Valli,Jack is in cahoots with Valli's secret lover to take her down,and take OVER her father's business!OR, is it the other way around? Mmmm... mystery #1!Then,just when Valli is not sure she can keep up the charade she's been living for so long,a sudden "who-done-it" MURDER throws a deadly twist to the story! Mystery #2!Now its up to Valli and her secret lover to not only solve the murder,but uncover the whereabouts of a hidden formula for a valuable wine blend that could be the future of Heart Winery - or its DEMISE!
Love,murder,mystery,dark secrets,with a bit of sound Biblical doctrine added in - what MORE could you want in a spell-binding romance novel? I promise,Heart in a Bottle,has it ALL!(One piece of advice when reading this book - read it like you were watching an episode of your FAVORITE TV crime drama to get the FULL effect!And don't be surprised if the murderer is NOT who you thought it would be!)
Despite the rigorous challenge this book presented to a somewhat amateur murder-mystery novelist, I am very pleased with the final outcome!I sincerely hope my readers will enjoy the story,as they immerse themselves in the romance, mystery and Biblical inspiration of Heart in a Bottle!
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Like a lot of young girls growing up, I once kept a diary, similar to the one shown in the picture to the right. The small, royal blue imitation leather book with gold trimmed pages had a silver plated lock on the side, and came with a matching tiny silver key so I could "lock up" my deepest thoughts and most private secrets inside. It was my "BFF" (best friend forever), my confidant, and the only other one (besides God) who knew my innermost feelings. My diary was MORE than just a book of a young girl's daily musings - it was my LIFE; an innocent rumination of mixed up, naive and confused teenage thoughts bled deep into it's narrow lined pages. Whenever I felt the need to purge my heart and soul of weighty teenage matters, or just gush about my most recent teenage crush, I would huddle in my tiny bedroom closet, and with just enough light trickling in from the nearby window or nightstand lamp, I would sit all alone - sometimes for hours - and pour out my innermost thoughts and feelings into the empty pages of that little blue book. It was an almost daily ritual, and a habit that no doubt started my love of writing.
I hid my little blue diary in my bedroom closet, stuffed deep down inside a cardboard box of teenage odds and ends.I hid the tiny matching key in a ballerina jewelry box I kept on my dresser. From time to time, I'd have to change my hiding place, lest my two nosy, and often mischievous brothers would find it and threaten to divulge my most private thoughts to the outside world. Any girl with brothers knew it was a very REAL threat, and if carried out, would have been a mortifying teenage nightmare! In fact, I do remember a time or two my older brother got hold of it and waved it high in the air, taunting, teasing and threatening me that he was going to reveal its contents, only to be told by my mother to give it back to me AT ONCE! Being a woman, as well as a prolific writer and journal keeper herself, she knew how sacred those private teenage thoughts were. In fact, for centuries women and men alike have utilized journaling as a therapeutic way of coping with life.(See Wiki article here) Good, bad or ugly, diaries and journals are our "confessions of the soul", not to mention WAY cheaper than hours of private therapy! And just like a good therapy session, I always felt "cleansed" after a lengthy diary entry, and oftentimes emotionally drained from the release of such intense thoughts I had kept bottled up inside for so long.
Once I became an adult,I traded in my girly diary for a couple of spiral composition books,and continued to record my life's private thoughts and events.For me, journaling was a way of life, and many times, the much needed therapy needed to cope with life's more complex adult struggles. Whether I was writing a personal love letter to my "secret crush", or penning soulful prayers to God, a pen and composition book were never too far away. In fact, I still have one or two of those composition books stored away and take them out from time to time to "reminisce" about days gone by. They still have somewhat of a "therapeutic" effect when I go back and read those scrambled up thoughts, and realize how much I've grown since then as a person, a woman and a writer!
Unfortunately, my little blue imitation leather diary has long since disappeared, and I can’t for the life of me seem to remember what happened to it. I asked my mother about it recently, and she doesn’t have any recollection of seeing it around the house I grew up in, and where she and my father still reside. Nor have I been able to find it searching through stored boxes of belongings in my own home. I can only guess I destroyed it in one of my periodic “burning rituals”, after I became an adult. You know – those melancholy times when you have a few too many glasses of wine, get all wistful and throw old love letters into a late midnite fire. Or when you chunk cardboard boxes of identifying documents like tax forms, bills, receipts or bank account information into a roaring fall bonfire! I don't know, perhaps my little blue diary met its misfortune in the same charred way, along with some other forgotten pieces of my past. But it sure would be fun to find it again, and relive those priceless moments preserved in time so long ago!
Nowadays, journaling has become better known as “blogging”. That’s a funny word – “blog”. It’s actually short for “web log” and became popular in the early 2000’s. Simply put, a blog is a website of targeted journaling that addresses a specific topic like cooking or crafting. Blogs are usually written in a chronological form, so you see the most recent blog first, with former blogs being archived. Today, there are millions of blog sites with new ones popping up every day. Blogs can be either strictly a blog site, or a combination website/blog, like this one. But most all of them have one thing in common – to share information on a specific topic and attract an audience of like-minded individuals to engage with.
Some bloggers (those who write blogs) go a step further and “monetize” their blogs by adding other company’s links or banners, in hopes of getting paid a nominal commission should their blog visitor click on a link and/or make a purchase from that advertiser. Blogging for money is very popular but can also take a long time to become lucrative. There are literally thousands of blogs dedicated to this very subject, and I have no doubt there are some out there who are very successful at making a decent living from a monetized blog site. I tried it once myself, but soon became very frustrated in the amount of time and effort it took to find credible links and advertise my blog to the right market, only to see very little activity. Truth is, I didn’t have the time to devote to a monetized blog and found it more of a chore than an enjoyment. I am already self-employed and have a successful website design business. I would rather focus my “monetizing efforts” on that for the time being. That’s why I choose to write “for fun”. It puts ME in control of what, when, where and to whom I want to write to, and is more like the relaxing art of journaling I used to do as a young girl.
Still, I do embrace this modern form of journaling, now referred to as “blogging” and use it pretty much the same way I did when I wrote in my diary as a young girl. Only now, I’m typing effortlessly on a laptop instead of scribbling entries by hand with a pen or pencil. And instead of hiding away in my bedroom closet, I’m able to relax in my favorite chaise lounge on a quiet Sunday morning, and reflect my deepest thoughts back onto an empty computer screen. Plus, I have all the modern features of a computer like auto correct, spell check and copy/paste to help me format my blog entries better than I could with just pen and paper, as well as endless resources like online dictionaries, stock images and informational websites upon which to find credible facts and statistics to substantiate my words.
There’s just one big difference now….
When I used to journal as a young girl, and later as a young woman, my journal entries were much more personal, and NEVER shared with anyone else. NEVER. Not even my best friend. Those private written thoughts came from the deepest depths of my heart and soul, and God was the only other one who knew them. My diary was my hidden treasure chest, filled with all my heart’s secret thoughts, wishes and desires. Unlike modern day blogs, I would have NEVER dreamed of sharing that treasure chest with anyone else, much less try to “sell it” to make to money. It may have been crudely written and grammatically raw around the edges, but that didn't matter. It was for MY eyes only, and its contents were priceless and invaluable. Now, however, I can either choose to share my blog entries through my "Bohemian Typewriter" with an interested audience, or I can keep my innermost thoughts safely protected in my laptop, using its protective "password" feature. Or simply "delete" any entry I don't wish to save or share. And while that's a nice convenience, I kind of miss those fiery rituals where I could incinerate those old composition books full of weighty words that had once lived inside my soul. I mean,its not like I can chunk my laptop into a blazing fire, although at times I feel like it! LOL!
Even though the old, traditional diaries are seldom used anymore, I would recommend that everyone keep some type of journal, whether its through blogging or just scribbling random words in a plain notebook. After all, its what you keep locked up INSIDE that can cause so much mental, emotional and physical stress and pain. Studies have even shown that people who journal have less emotional stress and are more "in touch" with their true feelings than those who keep things bottled up inside. Of course, you can always talk to a therapist, but journaling is SO much cheaper! Just make sure you keep a "lock" on it so it doesn't accidentally fall in the wrong hands! ;)
I'm not a winter person. NOT AT ALL. In fact, I was born in Spring (April), and really didn't want to come out then! I'm pretty sure my Mother pushed me on out a little early because she was tired of tripping over her grotesquely swollen "cankles". Can't say I really blame her, though. And while I love all the subtle nuances of Spring, my heart beats just a little faster the closer it gets to Summer! Yep, I'm a Summer girl. A bonafide ""toes in the sand, sun in my face, beach-loving,sit-outside-on-the-deck-watching-fireflies" kind of summer gal! But, alas, this blog entry is not about Summer....
I know, I know - it's still WINTER. Don't remind me. And I've got what is commonly known as the "winter blues". Happens every year, starting right after the New Year, when all the gaiety of the holidays is past, and the first big January chill sets in. Sometimes I seriously think I have S.A.D. (seasonal affective disorder), maybe to a lesser degree, but I still get in a seasonal "funk" around this same time EVERY SINGLE YEAR!
I took the picture below today while hubby and were at the beach on a short overnight getaway. This is MY kind of "winter blues"! Even at 50 degrees, I'd STILL rather be on the beach in the winter....<3
As I said, I'm NOT a winter person. Not even when it snows. Everyone's jumping up and down going, "Oh, look - it's snowing! Let's go sledding, skiing, build a snowman, have a snowball fight...", and I'm hunkered down inside, wearing three layers of clothing, thermal socks, and hugging a pot of hot coffee, saying, "Honey, can you turn the heat up a little more!" lol
Oh, don't get me wrong - I LOVE to watch a pretty snowfall as much as the next girl - but from a window INSIDE, please. And make sure it's GONE by the next day, if you don't mind! lol Yeah, one snowfall and that's IT for winter, okay? Let's not drag this out too long!
I mean, I'm an OUTSIDE girl most of the year. Gardening, going to the beach, cook outs with friends and family...being stuck inside (unless its over 95 degrees)all day is NOT gonna happen with THIS summer-loving lady! NO WAY! Summer is short enough as it is (at least it SEEMS that way to me); I'm NOT going to waste a minute of it sitting down at my bohemian typewriter, sweating out sticky romance novels -or anything else for that matter! Oh, I've TRIED writing OUTSIDE on nice summer days. NOT a good idea. Between the blinding glare of the sun, the blood-sucking mosquitoes, and the incessant buzz of the hubby cutting our five acre backyard, it's not exactly the most PEACEFUL writing atmosphere for a writer! Besides, I'd much rather be planting herbs and veggies in my backyard garden or working on my Tahitian tan down at the beach. You know, all those things you CAN'T do in winter!
But when I started writing books, I realized that I had MORE time to write in the winter because I didn't go outside as much as I did in the Spring and Summer. I could put on my over-sized flannel owl-printed PJ's, a baggy sweatshirt, my thermal socks, pour myself a mug of steaming cappuccino from my Keurig, sit back in my chaise lounge and wait for the frozen words of winter to thaw into the riveting pages of a hot, steamy romance novel! The words just seem to pour more deeply and effortlessly in the dead of winter - especially when I'm home alone and the house is empty and quiet. No outside distractions - no noisy lawnmower circling round and round, no pesky insects to swat, no itchy sweat running down my back; just lounging comfortably with the heat pump gently whirring in the background, the hypnotic clicking of my fingers hitting the keys on my laptop, and my hidden thoughts coming to life on the screen before me!
Writing in winter thaws my soul like a warm, aged brandy and keeps my mind from "freezing up" with the icy thoughts of the long winter ahead. For me, it's the perfect antidote for S.A.D.! And like a beautiful butterfly encapsulated in a protective cocoon that bursts forth into new life, so will my next beautiful love story bloom with the gentle warmth of the coming Spring!
How about you? If you're a writer, what's YOUR favorite time of the year to write, and why? If you're a reader, do you read more in the summer or winter? Personally, I prefer reading for relaxation in the summer months while at the beach or on vacation. But there's also alot to be said for cuddling up by a cozy fire in the winter with a good tear-jerking love story and shutting out the rest of the cold world.
Unfortunately, very few of us have the luxury of writing OR reading WHEN we really WANT to, due to "adulting" and fulfilling other "life obligations." Speaking of which, hubby will soon be home and I need to get dinner going!
Stay warm, my fellow winter writers - and readers; Spring is peeking out behind the icicles and blowing warm kisses! Embrace the time you have now....