In the last 24 hours I've learned alot about pain. Today is my third day in bed after having PF release surgery on Wednesday.
When I left the hospital, my instructions were to "take the pain pills on a regular basis every 4 to 6 hours a needed, not to stop, but to continue taking them until you run , because you don't want to get behind the pain. keep ice behind your knee and keep it elevated."
Ok, so I was feeling pretty good yesterday, pain level was a 5 with medication, kept it iced and elevated. I'm taking two, 375mg of oxycodene-acetaminophen every four hours. My husband was bringing the meds to me every four hours, with food like clock work since I came home. I felt very groggy about an hour after each dose and would doze off, was a little annoyed with feeling so foggy, i have books to read, movies to watch....It was getting a little annoying and I was feeling pretty good. Well about 3:00 yesterday, i took my usual dose. The kids came home from school, I was all chatty with them, another friend stopped by to visit, still feeling good.....Didn't "doze" because of the stimulation. I ate dinner, and really felt normal. I was due for a dose at 7. Since I was feeling so good (distracted), I blew off the dose.
I blew it off for two reasons, one, I'm sick of feeling drugged, two...I didn't feel that I needed it, so why take it? Besides, my drugs are the good ones everyone gets addicted to....I dint want to get addicted. This was my chance ti start backing off, maybe taking one pill instead of two and taking them six hours apart instead of four. Besides, the bottle only had 30 pills and I was almost halfway through it. Certainly my doctor didn't think I needed them all? Are you following my logic here? Well let me tell you, blowing off that dosage at seven was a big mistake.
Around 8:30, I started to feel an ache...maybe a level 3 or 4. So I took one pill. By 9:30 I was using fresh icepacks and took a second pill. Pain was at 7 and not slowing down. By midnight I was an 8 or 9. Alternating stabbing, aching, burning. I took two pills. I laid in bed miserable until 2am.....I took one more pill, really worried that something was going to happen, but I was feeling awful and honestly didn't care. I had to go tinkle in the middle of the night, I was sooo woozy. Made it to bathroom via walker(works best when woozy). I made it back to bed and woke my husband bc I was in a cold sweat, due to the pain.....maybe the meds, more likely the pain. He helped me get situated again, fresh ice, fluffed pillows and I fell asleep. Woke at eight took two more, pain was at a three. had breakfast and dozed back to sleep. I woke at noon, had lunch, two pills and here I am, sharing my story.
I called the doctors office, explained pain levels, dosages, worry about getting addicted and I was almost out of pain pills. They called more in, a little stronger as well and said that this is normal. So kids, the moral of the story is take your meds.
Obviously everyines condition is different, everyines pain tolerance is different. I really consider myself as having a high pain tolerance. I gave birth three times, compete in triathlons, college swimmer.....I'm tough. Two years ago I did an open water swim with a mass start of 500 people, wearing a wetsuit in 60 degrees water w 40 degree air temp and had people banging into me, kicking me.....it was miserable. This PF pain isn't that bad by any stretch....my feet have hurt for a really long time. This pain med has taken away the pain. So going back to pain really stinks. It's like a cortisone shot that wears off. It really stinks bc you are aware of how you had been living. I was reminded of the pain again last night, although it was much worse. I could feel where she had worked.
So if my cold water, kicked in the face, scary swim has emotional/ physical pain is my 10.
Three childbirths with epidurals emotional / physical was a 6 or 7.
My pain of walking around for six hours before PF and coming home wiped out, grouchy, achy back, exhausted foot throbbing, burning stabbing .....really bad PF day was an 8 or 9.
Last night was right there with my worst PF day.........but remember, I have since had three days much less pain than I had been living with.......to go back to it was miserable.
So I figure right now, I'm no worse than I was living with this. Except now I can lay in bed guilt free, prepared that this is what I'm doing for next few weeks. I can just begin to feel myself healing emotionally from PF.