Into My Mind

So, I finally went to day to the back doctor. Only a few months after the pain started and a few weeks after calling the general practioner to say that his drugs were doing crap to help.

The result of this visit? A CT scan on Thursday. Big words were used like Marfan Syndrome (although I'm short and stumpy, not long and gangly), Scoliosis, fracture, trauma, etc. I'm getting the CT scan instead of a MRI because at this time he's more concerned with the bone structure versus the discs and nerves, but a MRI may be in my future depending on the results. Don't read too much into the big words though considering Marfan Syndrome is a major deal and the only symptom I might be having is Dural Ectasia, but you also have to keep in mind that there's only a 1 in 10,000 chance since neither of my parents have it. His main guess at this point is either I had a trauma at some point or was born with things just not quite lined up. (don't worry I already called my mom and blamed it all on her - like a good child would)

I've attached a photo that should show a very basic idea of what's wrong. Basically my second to last vertebrate is slightly out of whack, but the very bottom vertabrate is totally screwed up. I compared it to a smooched marshmallow on the phone and instead of looking like its heading out my back, it's actually pushed into my pelvic region. On the front shot x-ray of my spine, it looked like it was pushed out to the side, but on the side x-ray you could see it pushed forward. Damn, I knew I shouldn't keep letting Jason kick me in the back. He pushed the damn thing forward. *That's a joke for anyone who would actually believe that crap.*

Anyway, we'll just have to wait and see what the results are. I'm just glad that the words fat and lazy weren't brought up once. He basically just said "Wow, you started early" when he saw that I had three kids. I can deal with that.