Night pain = 3. Third day in a row of sausage toes (just the sound of that is bad-sorry!).
So for the dwindling numbers who still read my blog, I went to Dr. McLanes. My culture from my SI joint came back negative for infection. My blood work I took Monday was positive. It was a HLA-B27 test, I believe, and it was positive for Ankylosing spondylitis, defined in brief by wiki as a chronic, inflammatory arthritis. It affects joints in the spine and the sacroilium in the pelvis, causing eventual fusion of the spine. Its the same "disease" (I guess its a disease?) that Paul Petersen has, so at least our blog has a pioneer in this condition. I was actually quite relieved to figure out what was going on, though it doesn't totally explain the stress reaction and its worsening, as far as I can tell, in my AS infancy. It does explain why it was so hard to tap my SI joint (my xray today seems to indicate the joint is getting smaller). I am still digesting the fact that I have a permanent medical condition. I am trying to get an appt with a rheumotologist. I still am trying to get an appt with a neurosurgeon, in case my stress reaction continues its lack of healing.
It's too easy to ask you what band this is--it's a new Green Day song, and is really good:
Do you know what's worth fighting for
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins...
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I
When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I
Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire?
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone
When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
Something inside this heart has died
You're in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I
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