I have this little-sorta-strange-dealy-sorta-thing going on in my right leg (thigh to be precise). The technical term for it is "meralgia parenthetica", but the term I use for it is, "Holy FUCKING SHIT! That hurts like a motherfucker!!" Essentially, it's a pinched nerve. The only time it ever bothers me is at night, like 3:00am. It is the worst burning, stabbing, fucked up, horrible pain that I've felt. Imagine a hot knife being jabbed into your leg over and over again. Think, "charlie horse" only about 50 times worse. When it hits, it's almost like a jolt of electricity through the body. It straightens me out completely. There's no amount of massaging that helps (actually seems to make it worse). I just have to ride it out and hope it goes away quickly.
I haven't had to deal with it for a few months. I thought the problem was gone. This morning it was back with a vengeance. I did what I always do... straighten out completely (which still hurts, but seems to alleviate the problem after about 30 seconds). Only, this time, I have a couple of stitched up incisions in my abdomen that didn't like that one bit. So I relaxed. Leg hurts. Straighten out. Stitches hurt. Back and forth, over and over again. No escape from either. Felt like weasels ripping my flesh.
This morning it hit at about 6:00... the stabbing, nasty, fucking-holy-shit, pain isn't there, but enough of a tingle is still happening to make me weary of going back to sleep. I'm tired as hell. I'm afraid that, as soon as I get back to dreamland, it'll intensify again.
This'll put me in a poopie mood the rest of the morning...
I haven't had to deal with it for a few months. I thought the problem was gone. This morning it was back with a vengeance. I did what I always do... straighten out completely (which still hurts, but seems to alleviate the problem after about 30 seconds). Only, this time, I have a couple of stitched up incisions in my abdomen that didn't like that one bit. So I relaxed. Leg hurts. Straighten out. Stitches hurt. Back and forth, over and over again. No escape from either. Felt like weasels ripping my flesh.
This morning it hit at about 6:00... the stabbing, nasty, fucking-holy-shit, pain isn't there, but enough of a tingle is still happening to make me weary of going back to sleep. I'm tired as hell. I'm afraid that, as soon as I get back to dreamland, it'll intensify again.
This'll put me in a poopie mood the rest of the morning...
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Mandy
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