For the last couple of weeks, I have been waking up in the middle of the night and a portion of both my hands has been asleep. This happens to me (and everyone, I think) sometimes when I sleep on top of one of my arms. But lately it’s been happening even if I’m on my back and both my hands are next to me.
So, I went to the chiropractor. The chiropractor said that it’s probably a combination of old trauma from a car accident I was in seven years ago, and all of the knitting/typing/coloring I do. She gave me some stretches to do, adjusted my back and shoulders and I’m going back to see her tomorrow.
The pins and needles at night seems to be getting better – only one of my hands went numb Friday night, and neither last night. But the pain is getting worse. I wasn’t really in pain before; I just had soreness and muscle fatigue after knitting/coloring/typing for too long.
But now, I’m having near constant pain. I couldn’t do the dishes today (heaven forfend…) because one pot required scrubbing that hurt my hands. It hurts to switch the laundry, hold a broom, or really do much of anything with my hands (hang on…this is starting to sound like maybe I should stop complaining…). It’s very annoying and frustrating. Not to mention detrimental to my business (and my sanity).
Typing is my work and knitting is my sane. So, tomorrow morning I have to call and make an appointment with an orthopedic doctor and pray that he or she doesn’t tell me I have to stop knitting/coloring. (I’m leaving out typing, because that’s not really an option.)
Have I mentioned how much I hate making doctor’s appointments? Or calling people on the phone in general? Well I do. A lot.
I never know what I’m going to get when I call a doctor’s office. Will a person answer the phone or will there be an automated menu? Will the person who answers ask me a million questions or only get my name and phone number? (The former is annoying, the latter is disconcerting.) Will I be able to get an appointment before hell freezes over or will I have to bite the bullet and go to urgent care?
I don’t think this is really a mental health issue because my sister hates calling people too. We would always rather find the information online, make appointments online, order things online, etc. Why talk to a person when you can not?
But the issue is definitely exacerbated by my malaise. Because what usually happens is I put off calling the doctor until the number of appointments I have to make has reached critical mass. And that’s where I find myself today. Erik needs new contacts and so I have to find us a new eye doctor. One of my teeth is bugging me and so I need to find us a new dentist. My hand issue requires a different doctor. And Koda needs both a grooming and a vet appointment.
At least I can get them all out of the way in one fell swoop. Now, to narrow down which doctor’s take which insurance and how far away they are and whether they can get us in any time soon…
If you need me, I’ll be rocking back and forth in the corner mumbling something about coordination of benefits.