Reading everyone’s stories is like reading your OWN story over and over again. Mystery pains, previous surgeries, no answers….until you meet that one magical person who unravels your mysteries.
My magical person came into my life January 2014. I have been a bit of a workout addict for the past 8 years. When my lower back would hurt, it would be a sign to visit the chiropractor and buy a new pair of running shoes. This routine worked until the Fall of 2013. After running a 5k I had incredible lower back pain. Bought new shoes, rubbed some Arnica gel on my back and ran another race the next week. OOOH boy was I in pain. After 3 weeks of horrible pain I decided to see my Chiropractor again. As a previously fused patient at C6-C7-T1 he sent me off to see the orthopedic again. Steroids, some PT, a pat on the head and supposedly I’d be all good. 2 months of PT and not much progress later I was being released with a “I hope you feel better soon”. The very next day I woke up with a pain like I’ve never ever ever had before….. To shorten this story it was a bout of Costochondroitis. If you’ve never experienced Costochondroitis the way I explained it was it was if I had an elephant dancing on my chest who had just run through jalepeno peppers. This experience led me to my magical angel: A rheumatologist. After hearing my story, running some blood tests and examining me she called me up and said, “I’ve got ya. I know what you have. It’s called ankylosing spondylitis. Look it up. Do your research. I’ll see you next week and we’ll go over everything”. I seriously said to her, “Are you crazy. Ankylosing spondylitis….you only hear about that when you are home sick watch really bad TV. Next I’ll have to buy cheap car insurance, talk to Frances Geraci and return to watching Jerry Springer”. Little did I know the journey I was about to start on. And now- I add my face to AS
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