RSD/CRPS Doesn't Own Me

RSD Angel Stories

These are REAL RSD Angel and RSD Caretaker Stories! To share your Story, email it to RSDCRPS@Gmail.com and spread Awareness about these strong spirited battles! At the bottom of the page is a place to put comments. Please be respectful and know that we are here for each other!

Jessica

I turned over for the hundredth time that night, screaming on the inside from the pain I was forced to endure. When you walk through hell there’s no one there to hold your hand, and this was most certainly hell. I was on fire, a fire that can’t be put out.

They say that it is like dousing your hand in gasoline and then lighting it. Imagine that the flame never goes out and there is no hope that it ever will. As if things couldn’t get worse, rub the raw flesh with sandpaper mixed with salt. I was surprised that no one could see the flames jumping off of my arm. In an interesting twist I lay in my bunk on the tour bus trying to keeping warm. It was a requirement to keep the temperature in the bus below thirty. I lay there hoping to die, hoping to keep my dream alive for I knew that as soon as I left that bunk I would never come back.

What began as an amazing opportunity of a lifetime spiraled downward into the days and nights of endless pain. I was on the Ministry Team, a feat that few attained especially after the week long “try out” called Josiah’s Road. This was what I had dreamed of; touring the country and putting on Christian conferences for teenagers. I wanted this more than anything and I had worked hard for it. Climbing aboard the bus is what did it. It wasn’t until I climbed aboard that bus that the nightmare began. The bus rocked back and forth as it rattled down the road. Every bump in the road caused more and more pain. I didn’t realize it then, but that pain was nothing compared to the fire that was to come.

My sprained wrist seemed to be hurting me more as time wore on. The doctor said that it wasn’t broken and would be better in a few days. It had been a few weeks by the time we arrived at our first event. It had only taken a couple of days on the bus to create the monster that still devours my arm almost five years later.

I was taken to a urgent care clinic and, after hardly looking at my wrist, the doctor diagnosed a sprained wrist. I felt like pulling out my hair. How dare he tell me that it was just a sprained wrist when it had been weeks! I was angry and hurt but I had to pull myself together and take the medicine he prescribed. I couldn’t let my team see me crying or blubbering. I had to; no wanted to, stay strong for them. They had an event to put on, they didn’t need to be worrying about me.

At the event the sound from the band was painful and so they put me in the cab of one of the trucks so I could rest where it was quiet. The Vicodin kept me sedate, but the pain never went away. I lay there in the dark with tears streaming down my face and no motivation to wipe them away.

Continuing on tour I would stop at two more clinics before winding up in a hospital in Georgia. “You have RSD”, the doctor told me. I was sitting on a cold metal table but the chill I felt didn’t come from that. I froze. My breath caught in my chest and my heart skipped a beat as I waited for her to continue. “That’s reflex sympathetic dystrophy; it is a problem with your nerves. We don’t know what causes it, and there’s no cure. A nerve block might help the pain.”

I sat there dazed. I had what? No cure? A what block? I had too many questions floating through my mind and my mouth had suddenly stopped working. I just stared back at her, where to begin?

Soon I was flying to Colorado to get a second opinion. I would go through a string of doctors, none of which had even heard of RSD. I finally gave up. What else was there to do? Not one doctor would give a diagnosis. Life at home became unbearable.

While the pain was still sucking the life out of me my family began criticizing me.

I was finally diagnosed; four and a half years later, with the very same diagnosis I had received in that night in Alabama. The years of pain have made me strong, and the years of suffering have made me tender; Strong enough to keep pressing on in spite of the pain, and tender enough to help others through theirs. 

I currently have a beautiful 5 month old daughter and an amazing husband who refuses to ever leave me because of the RSD. Though I can not work it is a blessing in disguise because I can stay home with my daughter. I have tried many blocks and injections and nothing has worked. We are currently searching for the next step in my treatment. I long for the things that I had to give up because of the RSD, especially friendships. This has been very lonely and isolating and I hope that this month will help to make people aware of the hardships and frustrations that come with RSD.


Krista

I have a disorder called Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS). It's also called Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy (RSD). It's a chronic nerve pain disorder. CRPS/RSD is very painful. Anyone can get it. It can spread from limb to limb. There is NO CURE, but it's treatable and possibly reversible from being a long term condition IF caught in time by doctors. There are 4 stages to RSD and I have Stage 2 already.

I have been living with this horrible disorder since November 2006 at the age of 35. It all started when I was admitted into the hospital to get some intravenous drugs because I had a migraine for a week. My veins are hard to find. The IV had to be place in a vein on my left foot. Two nurses tried to get the IV started on my foot, but they were unsuccessful. The attending nurse called down to Short Stay for an Anesthetist to run a central IV line in my neck. The Anesthetist’s working that day told the nurse it would have to wait until the next day. The nurse kept calling the Anesthetist, but no one seemed to care. This went on for five hours. Finally, the nurse gave me a pill to take to ease the migraine, but all that did was made me sick to my stomach. Then a pediatric nurse was able to get the IV started in my foot. I had excruciating pain in this vein every time the IV line was flushed out and medicine was run through it.

Once I got home from the hospital, my foot was never the same. It hurt to put pressure on my foot. The vein was swollen and purple. My foot was so swollen I couldn't even wear a shoe. I applied ice to my foot to get the swelling down. I know now that was a big mistake. You should never apply ice on injured limb not knowing if it will turn into CRPS/RSD.

My foot was not getting any better. I had missed so many days from work. I went to see my primary physician about my foot. She diagnosed the vein on my foot as phlebitis (blood clot). My doctor told me that my vein was non-functional and I couldn't even use this vein to have blood drawn anymore. I was on several antibiotics for the inflammation. My doctor first tried Cephalexin, then Levaquin, and finally Doxycycline. However, these antibiotics didn't take down the swelling. I was also on several pain medicines. I was first on Hydrocodone. It made me extremely nauseous and dizzy. Then I was on Meloxicam and Ketorolac Tromethamine. However, these medicines didn't help with the pain at all. She also recommended keeping moist heat on my foot. My doctor then referred me to a vascular specialist since I was not getting any better.

The vascular specialist could not understand why my vein was not healing and causing me so much pain. He said he could remove the vein, but he didn't recommend it and he couldn't guarantee this would help. He wanted me to try the Lidoderm Patch and take aspirin round the clock for a month. I continued to keep moist heat on my foot when not wearing the Lidoderm Patch. The patch and aspirins helped some with the pain, but I was still in a lot of pain.

In the middle of January 2007, I was FIRED from my job because I had missed so much work. I was FIRED over the phone of all things. This was a blessing in a way. Now, I could rest my foot and keep moist heat on it, as I should be doing.

After a month, I was still no better. The vascular specialist said it would probably take my foot some time to heal. I continued to still take aspirin round the clock, use the Lidoderm Patch, and keep moist heat on my foot.

It had been five months since my foot was injured. I applied for Social Security Disability in April 2007. I could have drawn unemployment, but you had to be able to work. The pain was getting worse by the end of the April. I went back to the vascular specialist, but he was out of ideas. He suggested that maybe I had some type of nerve problem.

I went to my neurologist to see if he could help. They ran an EMG study to test the nerves and muscles on my left foot. He informed me that I had permanent nerve damage (the pain nerve) on my left foot. There is no cure for this type of nerve damage. He said more than likely when the nurse(s) inserted the IV needle in my vein that they hit and damaged the pain nerve. The only medicine he gave me was an anti-depressant called Cymbalta. He said this would help with the pain as well. He said, "There was not much more you can do for nerve damage."

I was approved for Social Security Disability in July 2007. I continued to live my life in pain. My last visit with the neurologist was in October 2007. This doctor was not trying very hard to help me with my pain. I went back to my primary physician for a second opinion. She put me on Lyrica for the pain. I continued to keep my foot elevated and keep moist heat on it. I gave Lyrica some time to work; even though, it was making me very nauseous and dizzy.

I was referred to another neurologist out of town that specialized in nerve damage. Finally, I was diagnosed correctly. He said I had Complex Regional Pain Syndrome ~ Stage II. He told me to stop the Lyrica since it was making me so sick. In place of Lyrica, he put me on Neurontin three times a day. Neurontin didn't make me so sick to my stomach like Lyrica did. I went to see this doctor throughout 2008.

I transferred to a pain management doctor that was local who knew a lot about CRPS/RSD in 2009. He has been more helpful than the other doctors I have seen. I'm still taking Neurontin, which the dosage has been changed several times. I'm currently taking 300mg in the morning and 600mg at night. I'm still taking Cymbalta once a day. However, the Lidoderm Patch is no longer helping.

I've had some setbacks since June 2009. The pain in my foot is getting worse. My CRPS is spreading up to my leg now. I've started to use the heating pad and/or ThermaCare patch on foot/leg. This is helping some. I'm starting to have short-term memory problems and difficulties concentrating, which is one of the symptoms of CRPS.

I have discussed with my pain management doctor about some of the other treatments available. I could have a nerve block performed or a spinal cord stimulation implanted, but it involves an IV needle. As I stated earlier, I got nerve damage and CRPS due to an IV needle. Not only that my veins are so hard to find. My doctor believes my CRPS could progress more than it has if I went through these treatments. My only option right now is treating my CRPS through pain medications.

It has become very painful and difficult walking on my left foot. I got a Hoveround Power Chair in October 2009. Even though I have a power chair now I am still walking just a little bit on my foot. I do not want my left foot to get stiff or lock up. There is a saying "If you don't use it you will loss it!"

CRPS has changed my life forever. I was an active person and had a successful job. Now, I have trouble walking small distances. My left foot swells up every time I walk. My foot is always cold, sensitive to touch, and is always propped up. The pain feels like my foot is on FIRE. I have trouble sleeping at night because of the constant pain. I wake up in the mornings and go to bed at night in pain. From the time I get up in the mornings, I'm either sitting or lying on the couch.

I have learned to cope by living my life day-to-day. However, some days are more painful than others. The Winter and Rainy seasons makes the pain worse. The things that do help when I'm in pain are meditation, prayer, using a heated blanket, playing a computer game, or even watching a funny movie. Giving up isn't in my vocabulary and I will not let this illness beat me. I have a very good attitude on life and I will never give up without a fight. I pray every night for a CURE.

The only thing that keeps me sane is writing about Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS) and educating people on this disorder, and meeting and supporting other people with this horrible disorder online. I couldn't get through my day without my family, my best friend, my RSD Angels on Facebook and Twitter, and most of all my faith in God.

I'm at peace with my life. I can't change what has happened to me, but I can move forward and live my life the best way I can. CRPS is not just a painful disorder, but it changes every aspect of your life. I hope everyone reading this understands a little better how CRPS changes your life. It is so important for the medical profession to understand that CRPS is a REAL and ALIVE illness. All doctors especially primary physicians and neurologists need to be educated about CRPS and the proper treatment to be administered to the patient. We are not faking the pain, it is NOT all in our head, and we are not a mental case.


Christa

I am starting to think my body has a mind of its own.

When I was in 7th grade a week after my birthday I was walking down the hall and started feeling weird and before I knew it I was on the ground being shook by my math teacher. I had fainted. They called a squad but when they came, but they said all seemed fine. This went on and on for months. I would faint 2 sometimes 3 times a day and sometimes they wouldn't call the squad at all.

My fellow students and worst of all the adults and staff at my middle school started saying I was faking it. They thought that I was just a lost little girl trying to get a lot of attention. I even went blind one day and the nurse told me to walk around the office to trying to probe out  that I wasn't really blind. I walked into a sharp edged table and put a gash in my knee. She still didn't believe me.

This went on for 7 months, no help nothing but judgments. I finally went to a neurologist who asked my mom if she knew my pituitary gland was being squished by my excess fluid. He told us to go to a specialist in the matter and she finally told me what I had. Pseudo Tumor Cerebri which is a buildup of fluid in the spinal Column and the brain. In my case the fluid was trying to get out and it was trying to go out my optic nerves.

I ended up losing my side vision (peripheral) and the pressure on my pituitary stunted my growth and messed with my hormones. I finally got that under control, there isn't a cure for that either but there is a high rate of remission. I went in and out 2 times finally in remission for a while.

Flash forward to April 7th, 2008. I was working at Build a bear and I had just thought about quitting because I went out and got my nose pierced the weekend before and they threatened my job if I didn't take it out. I almost wished I had walked away but hey....anyways. I was taking out the trash at work and my coworker was behind me and I was pulling the 1/2 ton metal trash kart down a small wheelchair ramp. I found out after that the kart was broken and I had been trained to pull a broken kart....big no no. It went rouge and ran into the back of my left heel....I blacked out and it felt like it hit a nerve and I almost threw up. I hobbled back after throwing the trash out.. The blood in my shoe wasn't customer friendly so they let me go home but I went to Urgent Care. They said I sprained it and it might be something else but to follow up with a different Dr. So I did.

I went to a “mouse” of a Doctor he put me in a walking boot. My foot started hurting....more then I would think a torn ligament and a sprain would be. I kept telling the Doctor but he said it was normal. We went back after 14 weeks of being in this boot. He thought I was just being a big baby. He told me that I needed to get out of the boot and into a brace.....he went to look at the swelling in my foot and he barely touched it and i flinched and pulled away. He finally said, "It might be RSD", but nothing was really said after. I stayed pretty laid up and bed riden for about 5 months. No one said RSD again to me and I thought nothing of it. We did different tests and they all said nothing. I wasn't getting a paycheck so I was stuck at home with my parents. About the 7th month he finally said that I really had was RSD. I was so pissed and frustrated by this time that I wanted to spit.

My mom talked to a Doctor friend of hers and he pointed us in the direction of the best RSD Doctor in Ohio and he was 10 miles from my House. Dr. Deshpande worked real hard with me. We tried a lot of different things. He did a Sympathetic Nerve Block and did different narcotics. I ended up in the hospital after the Nerve Block with double the pain. They gave me 3 rounds of diloted before I could stand the pain again. So about November of 2008 he finally said that I should get a Lumbar Stimulator or also called a Spinal Cord Stimulator. It is a machine that sends out electronic impulses in hopes that those pulses will block the pain getting to my brain. It works to a degree but I still got about 70 to 95% pain most days. I got it in January 2009 and around May 2009 it died and wouldn’t recharge. So finally in October of 2009 they gave me surgery to give me a replacement battery that didn’t have to be recharged. Since the start of my RSD it has spread from just being localized to just my left ankle to taking over most of my left side and all of my left leg.

People always ask me if my life is still worth living because of all I have been through. Of course life is still worth living. I have met so many people after I was diagnosed with RSD.

People I wouldn’t have met in a million years. Also RSD/CRPS Doesn’t Own Me wouldn’t be also. It is my baby and I never realized it would blow up as big as it has. It keeps me hopeful that someone else who has been diagnosed with RSD/CRPS will find and hear about the information that we try to put out and goes into remission all the faster. We want to see that happen to each and every person afflicted with this horrid disease. We want to see every person’s family to support them and try to understand because without support we feel lost and hopeless.

I am so glad to be a part of this wide world of awareness and I pray that I will continue to be a part of it!


Debbie

When my daughter was born 38 years ago, she was born with a physical disability. Her arms stopped growing at her elbows and her right leg was fused at the hip bone and her leg stopped growing about knee length which causes her to wear a prosthetic limb so she can walk properly. She wasn’t able to walk until she was 3 years old. Through a lot of physical therapy and tears she managed to do things her way.

Everyone she came in contact with was astounded at the things she could do on her own. She didn’t let a physical disability stop her. In her eyes she wasn’t any different than the other children. It is true that she couldn’t do all the things other children do but she didn’t let that stop her. She was so independent and she wanted to do everything herself.

When she was in high school she self taught herself to type on a computer. She even learned everything about computers without the help of others. All her teachers marveled at the things she could do. She has the most beautiful handwriting it puts my handwriting to shame.

After high school she enrolled in a technical college and took computer courses to further her education. She worked part time with her dad in an insurance agency.

When we moved to Northern Georgia she applied and got a job at the technical college in the IT Computer department. She worked full time during the day and took more courses at night. She worked at this job for 8 years. She then got a job at a medical coding business and worked there for almost a year before she was injured and consequently got RSD.

She went into the hospital for a severe migraine headache. She had tried for over a week with the help of her doctor to get rid of the headache. Because of her disability whenever blood was taken or IV put in it had to be done in the vein on the top of her foot. When the nurses tried to insert the IV they hit a nerve. We found out later on that she developed RSD from the IV. After she got home from the hospital she couldn’t walk on her leg even with her Prosthesis. She was in so much pain from the nerve being struck with the needle that she couldn’t go back to work. She was out for a couple of weeks and she managed to go back for a half day of work. While we were eating supper that night she received a phone call from her office. She was fired over the phone.

We kept going from doctor to doctor to find out why she was in so much pain. When we finally found out it was too late for her to get disability from her job that she was fired from.

She is now on SSI Disability. If she had to live on her own she wouldn’t be able to support herself. We help her with her expenses when we can.

A typical day for her is EXCRUCIATING PAIN round the clock. She does go to a pain doctor. The medicine doesn’t really get rid of the pain. The medicine makes her sleepy and groggy. She sleeps most of the day. When everyone else goes to bed at night, she can’t sleep because she is in so much pain or she has insomnia because she slept during the day. This is no life for a 38 year old young lady. Before this happened she was a thriving self supporting person, with a full time job and a social life. Now the rug has been pulled out from under her and she doesn’t smile much, is in constant pain and unlike when she was a child she is dependent on her family to help her get through each day. She very seldom leaves the house because when she does the pain gets worse for about a week. She has to use a wheelchair if she walks very far. Even in the wheelchair her leg hurts from hanging down. I don’t know what she would do if something happened to her dad and me.

It is so sad to see her having to live with all this pain on a daily basis. All the fun of living a full life has been taken away from her. How many people do you know that were born disabled and are afflicted with chronic nerve pain daily, yet try to put up a brave face so you won’t know how badly they are hurting?.

We tried to sue the hospital but no lawyer would take our case because you couldn’t actually see anything physically wrong with them.

It just breaks my heart to know that there is no cure for RSD and nothing we do can help our daughter.

Before she was injured there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t try to accomplish. She did better than most people who have two good legs to walk on.

I hope and pray that this disease will be brought out in the open so maybe a cure can be found.

Denise

My name is Denise and I am a married, 38 year old, female, who has 5 chronic pain conditions.  It all started in April 2006 when I thought I was just going in for a simple surgical procedure on my toe.  I was an outpatient, and was not even put under, had a local only.  Three weeks after surgery, I was still on crutches, and the pain getting worse, the swelling uncontrollable and my foot ice cold and so sensitive to touch I would scream in agony whenever someone tried to change the dressing.  I called my Dr and he said I need you in immediately.  Without telling me what he was doing he pulled the pin out 3 weeks early, thinking maybe my body rejected the pin.  He wanted me to see a pain management Dr ASAP.  He thought I might have RSD but never said it just made some phone calls for me and got me an appointment.  Well, that day in May changed my life forever, and the journey began on the RSD path from hell.

I had 6 lumbar sympathetic blocks, lots of meds, and PT before I showed any improvement.  Block #7 gave me better results and the swelling that was up to my knee finally started going down some.  It took 6 months of blocks and PT before I reached a plateau of improvement.  I was fortunate at the time, my Dr knew RSD, knew where to send me, and my RSD was contained in the left foot.  This is the exception to most that spend years and handfuls of doctors and testing just to be told it is all in your head.  But, I had severe back pain, leg pain and testing showed I needed a spinal fusion. I have since been diagnosed with spinal stenosis, degenerative disk disease and grade III spondylolesthesis. Recently, I was also diagnosed with herniated disks in my neck at C5-C6 and degenerative changes at C6-C7 as well as bone spurs. I also have been told I have triple crush injury, meaning I have pinched nerves in wrists, elbows and several in the neck.  I have been adding diagnosis to the list as they are added to my charts.  I have chronic back pain, myofascial chronic pain, rib dysfunction and fibromyalgia!  Because of these other problems my PM (pain management) Doctors will not say whether my RSD has spread because it is so difficult to separate all the symptoms I have and all the current diagnosis. 

I battle weekly with the health insurance company who refuses to pay for what my medical doctors develop for my treatment plan.  The added stress and anxiety from not getting approvals for treatment that may reduce my pain levels contributed to higher pain, sleeplessness, depression and an attitude of wanting to just throw in the towel.  Suicide is the #1 killer of RSD and I understand why. 

I lost my job of 9 years in April of 2007, after never missing a day before the RSD.  I could no longer concentrate, I was forgetting steps, did not remember where I was and what I was doing, I was in constant pain (could never get comfortable sitting, standing and moving),  could not sleep at all, blood pressure was spiking to stroke levels, was sick to stomach, dizzy and suffering migraines daily (from medication side effects).  The last day I worked I crashed my van, I had never had an accident before this.  My life was spinning out of control and I knew I could no longer risk driving. 

In July 2007, I was approved for Social Security Disability, without a lawyer on my first try in applying.  I can no longer perform daily chores without suffering terribly after completing them.  Things I use to take for granted like walking, standing, sleeping, riding in a car, reaching, cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, chopping vegetables, washing dishes and taking care of my animals became impossible for me.  I lost friends, had no social life and just wanted to crawl in a dark hole and never emerge again.

RSD touches every part of your life.  It destroys you inside and out, taking away everything.  You question every single day what your purpose in life is now.  Why is there so much and pain suffering and what did I do to deserve this plight.  I feel guilt every day for being a burden upon my husband and family, for financial problems, for stress and added workload to everyone else, for withholding my husband from truly enjoying things we use to and no longer can………

There are positives thoughWe know life is short and you never know from day to day what will happen, so we try to enjoy what we can when we can.  I found a network of friends online that understand, care, support and encourage you to fight each and every day.  RSD has brought me closer to God; my faith has been strengthened not weakened in all this.  I have hope for a better tomorrow.  I found a church that has welcomed my husband and me and really tries to understand my pain.  My writing has developed and my spiritual poetry has been brought to a higher level then what I ever imagined.  I now volunteer to do the weekly bulletin for church and I am the editor of the quarterly Newsletter.  I volunteer for usarsd.org as a telephone support operator for anyone needing assistance with RSD.  The best result is I learned how to advocate for my needs and my treatments.  My husband is a Godsend in my life.  He has stepped up in times of need and has showed his dedication to me in so many ways. 

RSD is an awful progressive neurological disease that has changed my life, my husband’s life, my family and friend’s life and the lives of millions around the world.  Help us spread awareness so maybe someday we might have a cure!!!! Thank You


Sandy

In doing research  I have become a bit more knowledgeable of my affliction. When I first developed RSD, I thought I was going crazy. I was having difficulty remembering things, I couldn’t see properly. I had difficulty finishing my sentences. Once tolerant of my children, I could no longer stand the sound of the noises they made. Everything hurt my ears. Now I come to find that this is all normal for an RSD patient.
It is normal to wonder what it feels like for an RSD patient. Each of us feels different and came about our condition in a different way. My story is a very long story that began on 1/31/07 when I injured my arm trying to operate a faulty piece of equipment at work. I underwent so many tests and procedures. I had an epidural cervical steroid injection which left me looking like I had a stroke. 2 years later I still have a limp, but at least I no longer need a cane. I then had an anterior discectomy with fusion of C6-7. That’s the medical way of saying they removed a disc from my neck and put in a titanium plate and screws to hold together the surrounding vertebrae. They did a great job on that. It was a same day surgery; they cut through the front of my neck and glued it together for minimal scarring. I still catch people staring at my throat though. Now I have a spinal cord stimulator which was inserted while I was awake. This way I could tell the doctor if he was giving me adequate pain control. They also placed a battery pack high in my right buttock. There is an incision along my spine where the electrodes were inserted along my spinal cord. I have a rechargeable stimulator, so I typically recharge for maybe an hour every other week.  Just 2 more scars added to my body, but at least these are covered. This is actually 2 procedures because they do a trial one for a few days to see if it works before they insert a permanent one.
I’ve had different types of RSD pain. In the beginning it was my entire right arm with intense pain from the initial injury and a pinpoint spot that was stinging and burning. With PT and treatment some of that pain had dissipated. I returned to work and things grew worse. The arm started cramping so badly and my hand would freeze up in one position. My hand started to become discolored and freezing cold as if someone were pouring ice into my veins then taking a sledgehammer and having a go at it for awhile. Soon after that it intensified to a crushing feeling equivalent to putting my hand on a high way during rush hour. This pain is so intense it leaves me screaming into a pillow most days. I have the feeling of fire that started in that pin point area. It has spread through my right arm, areas in my left arm and areas in my right leg. I can’t even scream when I feel like my muscles are being ripped from the bone because at that point, it’s like the air is being sucked from my lungs. In my upper arm I also get the feeling that the bones are being snapped in half. In the summer I would have to wear sweatshirt over my right arm just so I could have the A/C on because I cannot tolerate the cold. I do not typically go outside in the winter unless I have to, five minutes in cold air can cause up to an hour of painful tears. Days spent in bed because it hurt to wear my clothes and I would have to strip down to nothing but a sheet.
RSD affects every aspect of your life. It changes your relationships. It changes who you are. I was very career oriented; now I feel it has stolen my career from me. I have always fought for everything I have. I have my dream life because I worked for it and I fought for all of it and now 3 letters leave me feeling like I am a failure, like I have accomplished nothing with my life other than get married and have 2 kids. I can no longer provide for my family and have become a burden. My husband has to play the role of both parents at times, cooking, cleaning, yard work, laundry, working, tending to a set of 2 year old twins and then he would have to spend his evening all alone because the twins would go to bed at 8 or 9 and I would soon follow because my meds made me so tired.
Mental health becomes an issue as well. Most people suffer from such terrible insomnia that they start to lose their minds. I’ve always been an insomniac, but now my sleeping pills do not even help and I have begun falling in the middle of the night. I was suffering from post partum depression when I got injured, but now I am being treated for major depressive disorder and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I can understand why when I look at my life now. I live day in and day out with incredible pain and I know there is no end in sight. I know this can only get worse. It’s already spreading. There are times that it is so intense and I am thankful to be alone so that my tears can run freely and my screams rip from my chest and all I can think is “Please God, just take me, please, I can’t take this pain”. Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with suicide, it’s just that you are in so much pain at the moment and no medication can touch it and nothing you do can change it and the only thing you can think of is becoming so weak and begging God to make a deal with you.
I try to think positively. It has always been my belief that everything happens for some reason though it may not reveal itself to us yet. I’ve always thought I lived a blessed life,(and I still do) maybe this was meant to knock me down a peg or 2. I am just sure of this silver lining that shines along this dismal cloud that hangs over me. You see, the lining is my family. I see them more, I got to see first steps, hear first words, tuck them in at night. When they were 1½-2 and they would see me cry in pain they would wobble over to me and hug my leg and tell me it was ok and not to cry Mommy. My daughter would kiss my boo boos and drape herself across me when I tried to isolate myself. She would run her hand through my hair. Before they turned 3 they knew where my incisions were and where not to hit Mommy. If they saw me cry, they would ask me if I was sad or if it was my bad arm. My son would pipe in “Mommy, take your medicine, go lay down.”
Should my kids have to grow up the way they do? Should they already know what RSD is? Should my husband have to see me go through this as well? I see how he looks at me. He is a wonderful man and would do anything for me in the world. That is the problem. He sees me in so much pain and there is nothing at all that he can do. I see the pain and the tears well up in his eyes. Then if he wants to caress my arm how do I tell him not to? How do you tell the love of your life that you cant stand to have him touch you now after 15 years because it hurts too much? I guess like workers comp tells me, I will just have to adjust. I will have to adjust to every part of my life being just a little bit different.
 
I wrote the preceding story about a year ago.  Not much has changed.  I was once on a long list of meds which has shortened some.  I was taken off Narcotics which wasnt as bad as i had imagined.  Now instead of a duragesic patch, percocet and lyrica, I am just on suboxone and neurontin.  I now have such bad double vision and light headedness that my driving is limited to my hometown and I have to find others to drive me to my appointments.  I'm back to using my cane now and then since my gait is rather unsteady.  Though undiagnosed, i am positive of the spread to my left arm and right leg and foot.  i think it has spread to the left leg as well.  Now my toes turn blue and there is that same awful pain, but I get through the days.  I have to.

Flora

Greetings, my name is Flora Langel DeKock. I am a 32 year old mother of a 9 year old millennium baby and a recent graduate with a BS in Religious Studies at the University of Northern Iowa. I excel with computer software and love learning new things. 
Unfortunately for the last 10 years, I have been learning about something second hand and first hand for the last 2-4 years myself. Sometime prior to when my son was born, my mother twisted her left ankle triggering a normally easily treated disorder called sinus tarsai syndrome which causes the fluid in the ankle to act as if it is infected and create a puss like substance which pushes pressure on the joints in the ankle. Unfortunately as this was not treated properly right away, it is believed the beginning cause of my mothers initial diagnosis of RSDS. Known then as reflexive sympathetic dystrophy syndrome, which wasn't diagnosed until she was a solid 3 years into the symptoms. Once diagnosed, I started researching what could help her, what could slow it down, what not to do and what to do. As I researched, I found time and time again on sites saying that those afflicted should NOT immobilize the limb, should not ice the area, should not do aggressive physical therapy. Three things that are standard treatment for the symptoms she was suffering without recognizing the disorder was in place. These three things my mother was forced to do for three years until the point where she broke and couldn't take anymore.
My mothers condition and all of the research I suggested women had higher chances of contracting the disorder. At the time, documentation suggested caucasian women over 40 were also more likely to be diagnosed with it as well as there were documents that suggest a genetic link. Since then, this documentation has been altered as they are recognizing it earlier and finding it in children as young as toddlers. There has even been found a significant difference in Vietnam where males have it more frequently than women. Lastly, since the starting of the increase in study, there has not been found any verified genetic link. 

Since my mothers diagnosis RSDS has progressed into RSD and now been found to be just one of the the many conditions that are believed to be actually complex regional pain syndrome (CRPS).  Reflex sympathetic dystrophy (RSD), Sudeck's atrophy, reflex neurovascular dystrophy (RND) or algoneurodystrophy are all believed to be complex regional pain syndrome type I where there is no definitive damage to the nerve the trigger this response in the sympathetic nervous system.
With all of this knowledge, I choose to take extra precautions and use warm moist heat packs, avoid immobilizing my limbs, and when they first addressed my sinus tarsai, the doctors ordered a gentle progression of my physical therapy to ensure not to re-injure or advance any of my symptoms of the RSD. My doctors, already familiar with my mothers case, took extra precautions when they preformed the surgery on my ankle that they otherwise could not do for my mother since her overlying issue of the CRPS could be extensively advanced if they were to attempt to treat it. During my surgery they did an epidural to ensure that if the RSD was present that it did not spread and if it was not present that they did not trigger it. As this is NOT a typical preventative 
procedure, I was extremely lucky to have such a supportive set of doctors for my case.
The doctors slowly and steadily watched my progression after the surgery where my symptoms that suggested RSD was present continued. At this point my surgeon sent me in for evaluation and treatment by one of the best doctors he knew in the area.
I had two injections of bupivicane and guided physical therapy for approximately 5 weeks. After an illness and inability to get to the office, I was denied continuing by my insurance. From that point on, I continued home based physical therapy with no supervision. Since the muscles kept ceasing up, I opted to also start going to a masseuse weekly to help address the issues with the muscles that caused them to tighten.
Since Fall of 2008, I have since seen a specialist that cannot confirm or deny the presence of RSD at that time because he did not see the symptoms. After running a series of tests, he could not find any signs of the RSD being present, but did find I ran positive for Lyme's Disease as well. Unfortunately, my last known exposure to a tick was when I was 11 years old. The Lyme's disease could have been influencing the RSD or the RSD could have triggered the Lyme's disease to resurface. I am still having problems with swelling and am currently on Ibuprofen and Neurontin 300 mg once a day to prevent the "neurological disorder" that causes stabbing pains all across my body and swelling mostly in my limbs but recently moved into my chest.
My primary physician has, as of June, opted for an injection of a steroid to address the swelling in my body and is now again pursuing leads to what is causing the swelling effecting both my soft tissue and my joints. Due to the potential side effects my doctors now testing for explanations for the symptoms. Most recently he tested for rheumatoid arthritis and Lupus and found me negative for both. Dependent on how the symptoms act they will pursue more tests at that time.
I've been extremely lucky to have already educated doctors in the symptoms and signs of RSD. Unfortunately, at the cost of my mothers health.
In regards to my personal life... As I said, I am a mother of a millennium baby. Joseph is my world. He takes care of me if I let him and I help him with what ever I can. I am technically a single mother but my ex of near 6 years and long time friend Leo still lives and assists me and my son with our life challenges. If Joe is sick, he cares for him. And if I'm sick, he sends me to bed and takes care of everything else.
I am very lucky and have so much to be grateful for. RSD in many ways opened my eyes to not just the horribleness of pain that the body TRULY is capable of creating, but also can show you who really cares about you and who is wavering. I only hope you are as bless with the amount of support I have been.

Jeff (Has RSD in his hands and can only write caps so please don't think he is yelling :))

WELL MY NAME IS JEFFREY HARTZOG AND I FIRST BECAME SICK IN JANUARY OF 2000. IT STARTED WITH WHAT I THOUGHT WAS A HEART ATTACK AFTER COMING HOME FROM WORK. I WENT TO THE HOSPITAL IN AN AMBULANCE AS THERE WAS A HUGE SNOW STORM GOING ON AND ROADS WERE VERY SLICK IT ENDED UP NOT BEING A HEART ATTACK THANK GOD BUT THIS STARTED WHAT WOULD PROVE TO BE A LONG LINE OF MEDICAL VISITS AND PROCEDURES FOR SURE.

              AFTER THE INITIAL NIGHT I WENT THROUGH AS I SAID SEVERAL MEDICAL PROCEDURES FROM A HEART CATHERIZATION TO UMBILICAL HERNIA SURGERY AND MAY OTHER TESTS FROM EEG’S, EMG’S AND MANY VISITS TO THE ER TO EVEN SPEAK OF EVERY ONE OF THEM. AFTER 5 MONTHS OF GOING TO DR’S I FINALLY GOT A CHIROPRACTOR TO ORDER MRI OF MY BACK FOR ME AS I HAD MENTIONED THIS AS POSSIBILITY TO TWO DR’S, NEITHER OF WHICH THOUGHT I WAS OLD ENOUGH FOR BACK PROBLEM, NOR THOUGHT IT WAS THE CAUSE OF MY HEALTH PROBLEMS AT THE TIME. MY MAIN SYMPTOMS AT THAT TIME SEEMS A FEELING OF DIZZINESS AND PARTIAL PARALYSIS THAT HAPPENED FOR NO APPARENT REASON AT ANY GIVEN TIME. WELL THE MRI PROVED INDEED THAT MY BACK WAS FOUND TO BE THE CAUSE OF MY HEALTH PROBLEMS AS I HAD A RUPTURED DISC AND BONE SPUR AT THE T11-12 LEVEL THAT WERE COMPRESSING MY SPINAL CORD 50% AND THAT WAS WHILE LAYING DOWN? I WAS THEN IMMEDIATELY SENT TO WAKE FOREST BAPTIST HOSPITAL FOR EVALUATION AND WAS TOLD SURGERY WAS NEEDED AND ONLY OPTION AT THAT POINT! THIS IS WHERE THE REAL MEDICAL ISSUES, OR NIGHTMARE, STARTED FOR ME RATHER THAN ENDING HONESTLY.

              I HAD SPINAL SURGERY ON JUNE 19 OF 2000 TO CORRECT THE SPINAL CORD COMPRESSION AND INSTEAD OF STANDARD PROCEDURE FOR THE THORASIC DISC AREA THE SURGEON CHOSE TO DO WHAT IS CALLED A COSTOSTRANVERSECTOMY IN WHICH IN STEAD OF GOING IN THROUGH MY STOMACH HE WENT IN THROUGH BACK BUT CUT WAS ABOUT 4 INCES OFF THE CENTER LINE OF SPINE AND ABOUT 8-9 INCHES LONG. THE SURGEON WENT IN AT AN ANGLE CUTTING THROUGH THE MAIN MUSLCES OF MY UPPER BACK “AT THE TIME I DIDN’T KNOW THAT THIS WASN’T THE STANDARD PROCEDURE FOR THORACIC DISC SURGERY?” STILL I THOUGHT THIS WOULD SOLVE MY PROBLEMS AND WAS JUST HAPPY TO KNOW WHAT WAS GOING ON WITH MY BODY AFTER BEING THROUGH SO MANY MEDICAL PROCEDURES OVER THE LAST 5 MONTHS AND WAS READY FOR THE SURGERY SO I COULD HEAL, GET BETTER AND ON WITH MY LIFE. UNFORTUNATELY THIS WAS JUST THE BEGINNING OF A NIGHTMARE RATHER THAN THE END OF MY MEDICAL ISSUES FOR SURE AS INSTEAD OF ENDING MY MEDICAL ISSUES IT ON GREAT COMPLICATED THEM AS THREE DAYS FOLLOWING IS WHEN THE NIGHTMARE OF RSD/CRPS STARTED?             

              ABOUT THREE DAYS AFTER MY BACK SURGERY WHILE STILL IN THE HOSPITAL THE PAIN WE ALL KNOW AS THE RSD BURNING PAIN FROM HELL STARTED AND IT WAS 100 TIMES WORSE THAN ANY PAIN I COULD HAVE IMAGINED BEFORE SURGERY FOR SURE ALONG WITH OTHER SYMPTOMS. I WAS CONTINUALLY TOLD IN THE HOSPITAL THIS WAS NORMAL OF COURSE, AS IT WAS FROM IRRITATION TO THE SPINAL CORD AND NERVES FROM THE SURGERY. SWELLING WAS ALSO HORRIBLE ALL OVER MY ENTIRE BACK AND AROUND TO MY FRONT LEFT ABDOMINAL AND CHEST WALL AREA AS WELL. I LEFT THE HOSPITAL AFTER ONLY 4 DAYS AFTER SURGERY EVEN THOUGH I TOLD THEM SOMETHING DIDN’T FEEL RIGHT AS IT WAS LIKE THEY WERE PUSHING ME OUT THE DOOR?

WELL A MONTH WENT BY AFTER GOING HOME ONLY 4 DAYS AFTER MAJOR SPINAL SURGERY AND HAD FOLLOW UP WITH SURGEON AND THE PAIN HAD WORSENED IF POSSIBLE AND THE SWELLING WAS STILL AS BAD AS THE DAY I CAME OUT OF SURGERY IF NOT WORSE AMONG THE OTHER SYMPTOMS FROM COLOR CHANGES TO HOT SPOTS ON MOST OF MY BODY BUT THE WORST PAIN HOWEVER WAS IN MY LEFT CHEST WALL AND ABDOMINAL AREAS AN DESCRIBED AS A THROBBING BURNING AND STABBING PAIN BEYOND BELIEF? THE SURGEON STILL INSISTED THIS WAS FROM THE IRRITATION FROM SURGERY AND NOT ANYTHING ELSE AND WAS GIVING ME HYDROCODONE AND NEURONTIN FOR PAIN BUT IT WASN’T HELPING AT ALL IN ANY WAY WITH PAIN HONESTLY. THIS LED TO HIM SUGGESTING MAYBE I WAS LAZY AND NOT WALKING ENOUGH TO BRING THE SWELLING DOWN AS WELL WHICH MADE ME MAD AS THE PAIN WAS SO HORRIBLE I COULDN’T HARDLY STAND UP NOT TO MENTION WALK? SO I RETURNED HOME AND FORCED MYSELF TO WALK MORE AND MORE EVEN THROUGH ANGER TO PROVE A POINT AND THIS ONLY MADE PAIN WORSE AND SWELLING DIDN’T IMPROVE EITHER AT THIS TIME AT ALL? HE OF COURSE DIDN’T RESCHEDULE ANOTHER FOLLOW UP AFTER THIS VISIT AS ONE WOULD EXPECT FOR MAJOR SPINAL SURGERY, INSTEAD  HE PASSED THE BUCK SO TO SPEAK AND SENT ME BACK TO THE NEUROLOGIST I HAD SEEN BEFORE THEY FOUND THE BACK PROBLEM TO BEGIN WITH FOR MORE TESTING FOR OTHER CAUSES OF MY SO CALLED UNEXPLAINED PAIN.

WELL I WENT ON TO THE NEUROLOGIST AS SUGGESTED AND HE ADMITTED ME TO HOSPITAL TO DO ANOTHER BUNCH OF TEST MOST OF WHICH I HAD ALREADY HAD DONE IN THE PAST TO RULE OUT OTHER CAUSES FROM MS TO ALS AND OTHER DISEASES ALL OF WHICH OF COURSE WERE NEGATIVE. THERE SEEMED TO BE NO CAUSE FOR MY PAIN THEY SAID BUT I SURE FELT IT INDEED AND KNEW IT WASN’T IN MY MIND FOR SURE. THEN I WAS SENT HOME AFTER A WEEK IN HOSPITAL ON 1000MG OF PREDNISONE A DAY FOR 5 DAYS WITHOUT A TAPER WHICH ABOUT KILLED ME IN ITSELF AS THE STEROID DOSAGE HAD REALLY MADE MY ANXIETY GO THROUGH THE ROOF TO BEGIN WITH IN HOSPITAL AND COMING OFF IT WITHOUT TAPER ONLY MADE ANXIETY AND THE PAIN WORSE. ALL OF THIS WAS FOR NOTHING IT SEEMED AS NO ONE COULD FIND AN ANSWER FOR THE REASON I WAS HURTING NOR WOULD THEY ADMIT IT BUT THE SURGEON WANTED ME TO START REHAB AT THIS POINT HE SAID, BUT WHEN I WENT TO THE APPOINTMENT TO THE REHAB CENTER HE HAD NEVER RELEASED ME FOR REHAB AND THEY WOULDN’T TOUCH ME DUE TO THIS? THIS OF COURSE MADE ME ANGRY AND STARTED A LOT OF CALLING TO HIS OFFICE INDEED MOST WITHOUT RESPONSES!

              WE THEN CONTINUALLY CALLED THE SURGEON WITHOUT RESPONSE FROM HIM AT ALL EXCEPT HIS OFFICE DESK CLERK CALLING TO SAY HE SAID THIS OR THAT BUT NO ATTEMPT AT HELPING ME OR ANOTHER APPT WHAT SO EVER? THIS MADE US VERY ANGRY OF COURSE ALL THE WHILE I WAS SUFFERING AND HAD BECOME TO A POINT OF LIVING MY LIFE IN A HOSPITAL BED AS I COULDN’T PULL UP FROM OUR REGULAR BED AS IT WAS TO LOW? I WAS ALSO IN WHEELCHAIR AS COULDN’T WALK DUE TO PAIN AND SHAKING LEGS AND REFLEXES WERE OVER ACTIVE AS SHOWN BY MANY MEDICAL EXAMINATIONS BUT THE REASON WASN’T KNOWN BY ANYONE IT SEEMED. THIS WENT ON FOR SEVERAL MONTHS TO ALMOST A YEAR DURING WHICH TIME I SEEN SEVERAL OTHER DR’S MAINLY NEUROLOGIST FROM WAKE FOREST TO DUKE MEDICAL CENTER. THE DEPRESSION AND ANXIETY HAD INCREASED AS WELL AS THE PAIN TO A POINT I WAS HAVING PANIC ATTACKS SEVERAL TIMES A DAY HONESTLY AND ENDED IN SEVERAL TRIPS TO ER’S FOR FEAR OF HEART ATTACKS AND OTHER ISSUES ALL OF WHICH SHOWED NOTHING OF COURSE AND THEIR SOLUTION WAS GIVE ME A SHOT FOR PAIN AND SEND ME HOME WHICH NEVER HELPED WITH PAIN OR GAVE ME ANY ANSWERS FOR SURE. THEN CAME TO RECOMMENDED TRIPS TO THE PSYCHOLOGIST AND PSYCHIATRIST AS MOST OF US HAVE HAD MAKING ONE FEEL THEY THOUGHT OF COURSE ALL THE PAIN WAS IN YOUR HEAD AND THAT YOU WERE GOING CRAZY BUT I KNEW THE PAIN WAS THERE AND NO ONE COULD TELL ME OTHERWISE! THIS WAS BECOMING THE WORST NIGHTMARE I HAVE EVER LIVED HONESTLY AND IT CONTINUED ON FOR SEVERAL MONTHS LIKE THIS WITH NO ANSWERS FROM ANYONE AND NOT MANY DR’S WILLING TO EVEN SEE ME AS A RESULT OF NOT BEING RELEASED BY SURGEON EVEN THOUGH I HAD CALLED AND INSISTED ON THIS ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS WITH NO RESPONSE AT ALL? WE DID FINALLY GET HIM THROUGH A THREATENING LETTER TO RESCHEDULE ME FOR ANOTHER APPOINTMENT NEARLY A YEAR AFTER THE SURGERY HOWEVER AND HE DID MORE MRI’S AND JUST TOLD ME THERE WAS NOTHING HE COULD SEE FOR THE CAUSE OF PAIN AND THAT HE DID HIS JOB RIGHT WHICH WAS TO DECOMPRESS MY SPINAL CORD? NO OFFER FOR HELP OR IDEAS TO HELP ME JUST A VISIT TO SAY HE DIDN’T SEE THE CAUSE AND GOODBYE WAS ALL THERE WAS?

              FINALLY MY AUNT WHOM IS A NURSE GOT ME APPT WITH ANOTHER NEUROSURGEON WHO WOULD SEE ME EVEN THOUGH THE ORIGINAL SURGEON HAD NEVER RELEASED ME. I  HAD TRIED DOING THIS MYSELF ON SEVERAL OCCASION BUT SEEMS NO OTHER SURGEON WOULD SEE ME AS LONG AS THE ORIGINAL SURGEON HASN’T RELEASED YOU? I HAD SEVERAL OTHER MRI’S THROUGH THIS PERIOD OF TIME AND SHOWED NO REAL PROBLEMS THEY COULD SEE. HOWEVER THIS NEW NERUOSURGEON AT LEAST DID SAY I NEEDED TO BE IN A PAIN MANAGEMENT CENTER FOR TREATMENT. HE HAD ME IN A PAIN CLINIC WITHIN 2 WEEKS AND THOUGHT ONCE AGAIN MAYBE THIS WOULD HELP AND I COULD GET ON WITH LIFE WITH SOME PAIN CONTROL? THEY FIRST TRIED SEVERAL MEDICATIONS ALL WITHOUT SUCCESS AND THEN CAME THE SCS TRIALS NEITHER OF WHICH WORKED AND THE SURGICAL INTERVENTION DURING THE SECOND TRIAL ONLY INCREASED THE PAIN AND CAUSED SPREADING. AT THIS TIME IS WHEN THE PAIN SPECIALIST HAD RECOMMENDED TO MY WIFE AT THE TIME THAT I BE PUT IN A HOME AS HE DX ME WITH SYMPATHETIC MEDIATED PAIN AND SAID I WOULD NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN AND TAKING CARE OF ME WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE FOR HER TO DO? LUCKILY AT THE TIME SHE DIDN’T AGREE AND WE CONTINUED TO SEARCH FOR HELP THROUGH THE INTERNET.

THE INTERNET SEARCH KEPT LEADING US TO THIS CONDITION CALLED RSD AND CRPS BUT WE DIDN’T KNOW WHAT IT WAS OF COURSE BUT DID FIND SEVERAL ONLINE WHOM HAD IT AND HAD BEEN DISCUSSING IT ONLINE AS WELL. THROUGH THIS WE FOUND TWO DR’S WHOM WERE CONTINUALLY MENTIONED AND WERE NOT GIVEN ANYTHING BUT PRAISE IN ALL ON THE FORUM POSTS WE READ SO WE EMAILED BOTH DR’S AFTER FINDING THEM ONLINE. ONE OF THEM WAS A DR STANTON HICKS AND THE OTHER WAS DR., HOOSHANG HOOSHMAND IN FL. I SAID A PRAYER CONCERNING THIS PAIN AND ASKED THE LORD TO PLEASE HELP AS I COULDN’T CONTINUE TO LIVE IN THIS SHAPE. THE FOLLOWING DAY AFTER WE SENT THE EMAILS DR. HOOSHMAND’S OFFICE CALLED ME CONCERNING THE EMAIL AND SET UP A PHONE CONFERENCE WITH HIM PERSONALLY FOR ME WITHIN A WEEK. DURING THE TIME BETWEEN THAT CALL AND THE PHONE CONFERENCE I MADE A LIST OF ALL THINGS I HAD BEEN THROUGH WHAT MY SYMPTOMS WERE AND WHEN THEY STARTED AND MEDICATION I HAD BEEN ON AS WELL AS THEY ASKED ME TO DO FOR REFERENCE FOR HIM AND ME DURING THE CALL. I FAXED A COPY OF ALL THIS TO HIM BEFORE THE PHONE CONFERENCE. THEN CAME THE PHONE CONFERENCE WITH HIM AND SUPRISINGLY IT WAS ACTUALLY HIM AND HE WAS SUPER NICE ON THE PHONE AND HAD A COPY OF ALL WE HAD TYPED OUT IN FRONT OF HIM AS WELL. HE SAID HE THOUGHT HE COULD HELP ME AND WANTED TO SEE ME WITHIN A MONTH? WELL THIS WAS A CHALLNEGE FOR US AS WE LIVED IN NC AND A TRIP TO FL WAS 13HR DRIVE OF WHICH I DIDN’T KNOW IF I COULD HANDLE OR NOT? THERE WAS ALSO THE FACTOR OF THE COST OF TRAVELING EXPENSES AND THE FACT HE DIDN’T CONTRACT WITH ANY INSURANCE COMPANIES OF COURSE BUT I SOLD MY TRUCK FOR MONIES TO GET THERE AND PAY THE FIRST UP FRONT COST AND MADE THE TRIP. WELL I SAID THEN THE LORD ANSWERED MY PRAYERS AND INTENDED FOR ME TO GO TO FL TO SEE THIS DR INDEED AS I FELT IT IN MY HEART FOR SURE! SO OFF WE WENT TRAVELING TO FL FOR THE FIRST OF WHAT WOULD BE MANY TRIPS IN THE FUTURE TO DR. HOOSHMAND INDEED!  THE FIRST DAY WAS FILLED WITH ANSWERING QUESTIONS AND VIRTUALLY GIVING MY LIFE HISTORY TO HIM FROM INJURIES I HAD FROM A YOUNG AGE UNTIL THE BACK SURGERY THAT STARTED THIS PAIN! HE ALSO DID A THERMOGRAPHIC IMAGE OF MY BODY AFTER SETTING WITH NO CLOTHES ON IN A ROOM AT 68 DEGREES FOR 30 MINUTES WHICH WASN’T VERY PLEASANT INDEED. HOWEVER THIS IMAGE SHOWED SOMETHING TO PROVE VERY IMPORTANT AND THAT WAS WHERE THE RSD WAS ACTUALLY EFFECTING ME AND THE TEMP DIFFERENCES IN AREAS OF MY BODY AND THEY CORRELATED WELL WITH ALL THE PLACES I WAS HAVING MY WORST PAIN “SURPRISE” I DIDN’T THINK SO AND NEITHER DID THEY. WELL DURING MY FRIST WEEK OF TREATMENT AT HIS CLINIC HE HAD ME OUT OF WHEEL CHAIR AND WALKING ONCE AGAIN AND I WAS SO HAPPY FOR SURE AND HAD POSITIVE DX OF RSD/CRPS SO NOW KNEW WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME AND THE TREATMENTS HE WAS OFFERING SEEMED TO BE WORKING FOR ME ALONG WITH THE MEDICATIONS HE STARTED ME ON AS WELL AND ON THE WAY HOME WE ACTUALLY STOPPED AT A DRIVE THROUGH ZOO AND I GOT OUT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN ALMOST 2YRS TO WALK IN PUBLIC.

              AFTER THIS FIRST TREATMENT I STARTED WORKING ON GETTING MUSCLE BUILT BACK UP IN MY BODY AS PAIN WAS UNDER SOME CONTROL BUT HAD TO MAKE TRIPS TO FL EVERY THREE MONTHS FOR RE-TREATMENT WITH BLOCKS AND CHECKUP FOR A WEEK AT A TIME. THIS WAS HARD FINANCIALLY AND EVENTUALLY SENT US INTO BANKRUPTCY BUT I WAS GETTING MORE AND MORE PAIN CONTROL AS I WENT EACH TIME SO WE CONTINUED GOING FOR SURE AND WHEN MONEY DIDN’T SEEM TO BE THERE FOR NEXT VISIT THE LORD PROVIDED IN SOME WAY THE MONIES NEEDED FOR TREATMENT AND TRIPS TO SEE DR. HOOSHMAND AND HASHMI IN FL. I CONTINUED THESE TRIP TO FL AND ACTUALLY RETURNED TO WORK AT MY JOB FOR THE STATE OF NC WORKING ON AN AGRICULTURE RESEARCH STATION IN MAY OF 2002 AFTER ONLY A COUPLE OF VISITS TO DR. HOOSMANDS AND I WAS FEELING WELL ENOUGH I THOUGHT TO GO BACK TO WORK. OF COURSE THIS PROVED TO BE ANOTHER CHALLENGE AS DR. HOOSHMAND HAS PUT ME UNDER RESTRICTIONS AND THEY DIDN’T WANT ME TO RETURN TO WORK? I HAD BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH AND WORKED SO HARD AND NOW THE PLACE I HAD WORKED FOR 14YRS AND LOVED DIDN’T EVEN WANT ME BACK WHICH WAS A BIG BLOW TO ME BUT I CONTINUED TO FIGHT FOR MY RIGHT TO RETURN TO WORK. WELL FINALLY THEY ALLOWED ME OT RETURN WITH THE RESTRICTIONS. HOWEVER THIS PROVED OVER TIME TO HAVE BEEN A MISTAKE ON MY PART I DIDN’T WANT TO ADMIT AS MOST OF US DON’T THAT I COULD NO LONGER DO THE THINGS I USED TO DO ALL THE TIME AND TOOK FOR GRANTED! THE FIRST 10 MONTHS OR SO WERE GREAT WITH LESS PAIN AND GETTING BACK INTO THE SWING OF WORKING MY JOB BUT AFTER THIS PERIOD THE PAIN STARTED TO INCREASE ONCE AGAIN SLOWLY AND I DIDN’T EVEN TELL ANYONE AS I DIDN’T WANT ANYONE TO KNOW AND ALSO DIDN’T AS I MENTIONED WANT TO ADMIT I COULDN’T DO MY JOB AS I USED TO DO IT BEFORE ALL THIS HAPPENED? DURING THIS TIME I WON MY FIRST SSD CASE AND WAS RECOMMENDED TO DO A CLOSED END SETTLEMENT BY MY LAWYER AT THE TIME IF I THOUGHT I WOULD BE ABLE TO CONTINUE WORK FOR OVER 2 YRS SO I AGREED AND CONTINUED TO WORK EVEN THOUGH THE PAIN INCREASED MORE AND MORE UNTIL AN INCIDENT THAT HAPPENED TO ME WHILE NOT AT WORK.

              THIS INCIDENT WAS I FELL FISHING WITH MY SON IN APRIL OF 2004 HITTING MY BACK HARD ON A ROCK WHICH INCREASED MY PAIN TO A LEVEL I COULD NO LONGER WORK ONCE AGAIN AFTER 1YEAR AND 11 MONTHS I HAD BEEN BACK TO WORK. AS MENTION THIS WAS LATER PROVEN TO BE SOMEWHAT OF A MISTAKE ANYWAY AS PAIN HAD INCREASED STEADILY OVER THIS PERIOD OF TIME AND TRIPS TO FL BECAME FURTHER AND FURTHER APART DUE TO FINACIAL ISSUES. THIS LED TO WORSENING OF PAIN, SPREADING OF THE RSD AND OVERALL ENDING OF MY CAREER AT WORK. I CONTINUE TO SEE DR. HOOSHMAND UNTIL NOV OF 2OO4 AT WHICH TIME HE WAS FIXING TO RETIRE AND DR. HASHMI HAD LEFT HIM TO OPEN HIS OWN PRACTICE AS WELL. I STARTED ONCE AGAIN TO SEARCH FOR A PAIN DR CLOSER TO HOME TO MANAGE THIS MONSTER WITHOUT SUCCESS ONCE AGAIN AS NO PAIN SPECIALIST I SEEN WAS INTERESTED IN DOING THE BLOCKS THE WAY DR. HOOSHMAND HAD BEEN DOING OR PRESCRIBE CERTAIN MEDICATIONS THAT I WAS ON EITHER FOR THAT MATTER AND THE SAME FRUSTRATIONS I HAD FOUND IN THE PAST BEFORE FINDING DR. HOOSHMAND WERE ONCE AGAIN SHOWING TO BE MOST STRESSFUL AND DISAPPOINTING WITH NO HELP AT ALL FOR THE MANAGEMENT OF MY PAIN. THEY WOULD JUST SAY WE WANT DO THE BLOCKS THE WAY HE DOES AS WE DON’T DO THEM THAT WAY AND WE WANT PRESCRIBE THAT MEDICATION FOR SOME REASON OR THE OTHER EVEN THOUGH I HAD BEEN THROUGH ALL THE MEDS THEY WERE OFFERING IN THE PAST WITH NO HELP WITH PAIN AND THE ONES I WAS TAKING HAD BEEN HELPING AT LEAST SOMEWHAT WITH MY PAIN? THEY WERE CLOSE MINDED INDEED AND I WENT TO SEVERAL DR’S ONLY TO GET DISGUSTED SEVERAL TIMES AS PAIN CONTINUED TO INCREASE AND SPREAD THROUGHOUT MY BODY. FINALLY I DECIDED I HAD TO RETURN TO FL ONCE AGAIN TO SEE DR. HASHMI AT HIS NEW PRACTICE IF I HAD ANY HOPES OF GETTING SOME RELIEF, SO AGAIN IN SEPTEMBER OF 2005 I RETURNED TO FL FOR TREATMENTS WHICH DID HELP AGAIN WITH PAIN LEVELS BUT IT HAD GOTTEN TO A POINT THAT THESE TREATMENTS DIDN’T EVEN WORK AS WELL AS THEY HAD IN THE PAST. I CONTINUED TO SEE HIM AS I COULD AFFORD TO MAKE TRIPS BUT NOT NEAR AS OFTEN AS I NEEDED TO KEEP PAIN UNDER ANY REAL CONTROL SO IT CONTINUED TO SPREAD DUE TO THIS LACK OF TREATMENTS! NEW MRI’S SHOWED FURTHER DETERIORATION IN MY SPINE ALONG WITH ARTHRITIS AS WELL DURING THIS TIME AS THE RSD AND MY LACK OF BEING ABLE TO GET UP AND MOVE AS MUCH AS I SHOULD HAD TAKEN ITS TOLL ON MY BODY FOR SURE. THE LAST MRI I HAD IN 2006 SHOWED I HAD 6 MORE RUPTURED DISCS 4 IN THORACIC AREA AND THE OTHER TWO IN LUMBAR AREA OF MY BACK ALONG WITH MULTIPLE LEVELS WITH ARTHRITIS AND SCOLIOSIS OF THORACIC SPINE AS WELL TO THE SIDE OF THE INCISION MADE FOR THE SURGERY.  OF COURSE NO SURGERY WAS RECOMMENDED AS A RESULT OF THE RSD AND FEAR OD MAKING IT WORSE EVEN THOUGH BY THIS TIME I HAD BEEN DX AS FULL BODY RSD INVOLVEMENT ANYWAY? THEN I WAS DX WITH PITUITARY ISSUES AS RESULT OF BLOOD WORK DR. HASHMI DONE THAT SHOWED LOW HORMONE LEVELS IN MORE THAN ONE HORMONE. I HAD A BRAIN MRI AND THAT SHOWED NOTHING SIGNIFICANT WRONG WITH MY PITUITARY GLAND BUT IT WASN’T WORKING NONE THE LESS. THIS WAS CAUSING ME TO HAVE LOW CORTISOL, TESTOSTERONE AS WELL AS OTHER HORMONE LEVELS IN MY BODY AND NO EVERY AT ALL ON TOP OF THE PAIN. I WAS IMMEDIATELY STARTED ON A LOW DOSE OF DEXAMETHASONE TO REPLACE CORTISOL AND ANDROGEL TO REPLACE THE TESTOSTERONE LEVELS TO MORE NORMAL LEVELS AND DIAGNOSED WITH ADRENAL INSUFFICIENCY AS WELL AS HYPOGONADISM AS WELL DUE TO THIS PROBLEM. THEN LATER ON IN THE YEAR OF 2006 I WAS DX BY MY GP WITH THE ONSET OF DIABETES AS WELL ALONG WITH ALL THE OTHER PROBLEMS SO IT SEEMED MY BODY WAS FALLING DOWN AROUND ME A LITTLE AT A TIME? I MADE ONE MORE TRIP TO FL AFTER THIS AS I ALSO DUE TO BECOMING DIABETIC I COULD NO LONGER HAVE THE BLOCKS THAT HAD HELPED ME FOR YEARS DUE TO THE GLUCOSTEROIDS USED IN THEM SO THAT OPTION WAS LEFT OUT AT THIS POINT. SO ONCE AGAIN I STARTED SEARCHING FOR DR IN NC LOCALLY TO GET A PAIN PUMP EVALUATION AS THIS IS WHAT DR. HASHMI HAS THOUGHT WAS MY NEXT COURSE OF ACTION DUE TO NOT BEING ABLE TO HAVE THE BLOCKS ANYMORE AND HAVING SUCH ISSUES WITH PAIN. THAT WAS OVER TWO YEARS AGO NOW AND STILL DON’T HAVE A PAIN PUMP THOUGH I HAVE FOUND A GOOD PAIN DR IN NC FINALLY AFTER 9YRS OF ON AND OFF SEARCHING. HE IS IN WINSTON SALEM AND ABOUT A 2 HOUR DRIVE AWAY FROM MY HOME BUT CLOSER THAN FL FOR SURE. WE LOOKED AT THE PAIN PUMP AS OPTION AFTER TRYING A COUPLE OF OTHER MEDICATIONS FIRST BUT MEDICARE AND INSURANCE COMPANY DENIED TO PAY FOR THE PUMP AS RESULT OF COMPUTER GENERATED DEPRESSION STUDY THAT SHOWED LOW LEVELS OF DEPRESSION? WHO WOULDN‘T HAVE DEPRESSION AFTER LIVING IN CONSTANT PAIN LIKE THIS FOR 9YRS?? ANYWAY I AM PRESENTLY LIVING DAILY WITH PAIN LEVELS OF 7-8 AS NORMAL AND 10+ ON BAD DAYS WHICH AS MOST OF YOU PROBABLY KNOW IS NO FUN WHAT SO EVER! WE ARE WORKING ON MEDS ONCE AGAIN TRYING TO FIND SOLUTION WITH SOMETHING ELSE AND USING DIFFERENT COMBINATION BUT EACH TIME WE SWITCHED SO FAR IT HAS ENDED IN WORSE PAIN RATHER THAN BETTER PAIN. I AM SEEING A PSYCHOLOGIST AS WELL AS SUGGESTED TO TRY AND GET THE PAIN PUMP APPROVED EVENTUALLY OR SOMETHING THAT WILL HELP LESSON MY PAIN SO I CAN FUNCTION ON A MORE NORMAL BASIS WHICH ISN’T THE CASE NOW FOR SURE. MEDICARE HAS DENIED THE PUMP BASED ON PSYCH EXAM THAT SHOWS LOW LEVELS OF DPERESSION SO THAT IS ON BACK BURNER NOW AS WELL? I LIVE DAILY WITH PAIN LEVELS OF 8 OR HIGHER AS WELL NOW. PAIN DR IS WORKING WITH ME HOPING TO GET ME INTO A CLINICAL TRIAL FOR INFUSION PUMPS SO I CAN GET THE PUMP AND BYPASS MEDICARE ALL TOGETHER BUT THAT IS EVEN ON HOLD PENDING FDA APPROVAL FOR ONE OF THE PUMPS TO BE USED IN THE STUDY SO I HAVE NO WAY OF KNOWING WHEN AND IF THIS WILL EVER HAPPEN? I CONTINUE TO HAVE ALL THE OTHER HEALTH ISSUES FROM ADRENAL INSUFFICIENCY, HIGH BP, SWELLING, COLOR CHANGES, COMPLETELY DESTROYED SPINAL COLUMN WITH ONLY 1 DISC LEFT IN MY BACK NOT RUPTURED WITH A LOT OF NERVE COMPRESSION AND FLATTENING OF SPINAL CORD AT 2 LEVELS TO ADD TO THE FULL BODY RSD AS WELL AS OTHER RELATED HEALTH ISSUES BUT WITH THE HELP OF THE LORD MAKE IT THROUGH ONE DAY AT A TIME. I KNOW THIS HAS BEEN LONG AND DRAWN OUT BUT TO TRULY TELL THE HORROR OF ALL THIS I FELT I NEEDED TO GO INTO SOME DETAIL CONCERNING MY HISTORY WITH THIS ILLNESS. TRUST ME IT COULD HAVE BEEN A FULL BOOK IF I GOT DOWN AND INTO EVERY DR AND PROCEDURE I HAVE HAD OVER THE LAST 10YRS FOR SURE AS MOST OF US WITH RSD PROBABLY COULD DO AS WELL. THE PROGRESSION IN PAIN MANAGEMENT IS PROGRESSING IN THE LAST NINE YEARS BUT HAS A LONG WAY TO GO AND THE ISSUE IS THAT THE MEDICAL FIELD IS BEHIND THE RESEARCH BEING DONE AS MOST DON’T EVEN KNOW ABOUT THE MOST RECENT TREATMENT OPTIONS EVEN OUT THERE SADLY AS THEY DON’T KEEP UP CLOSE ENOUGH TO THE MATERIAL BEING RELEASED! SO WE HAVE A LONG WAY TO GO IN LOOKING FOR PROPER TREATMENTS AND A POSSIBLE CURE FOR THIS HORRIBLE PAIN CONDITION FOR SURE.

              IN CONCLUSION I HOPE THIS STORY WILL HELP SOMEONE IN SOME WAY KNOW THAT THEY ARE NOT ALONE IN THIS BUT ALSO MAYBE NOT MAKE SOME OF THE MISTAKES THAT WERE MADE ALONG THE WAY IN MY HISTORY AND DEMAND A QUICKER AND BETTER DIAGNOSIS FROM THE DR’S AS IT IS YOUR BODY AND THEY WORK FOR YOU AND NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND AS A LOT OF THEM THINK INDEED SO SADLY. WE CAN BE STERN WITHOUT BEING JERKS AND EDUCATED WITHOUT ABOUT OUR CONDITION WITHOUT BEING A DR AS WELL AS WE AREN’T STUPID EITHER AS A LOT OF DR’S THINK WE ARE AS WELL IN MY EXPERIENCES. MY PRAYERS GO OUT TO ALL WHOM READ THIS AND  I HOPE THAT THEY GET A QUICKER DIAGNOSIS AND PROPER TREATMENTS SOONER FOR BETTER CHANCES AT REMISSION THAN MOST OF US HAD JUST A FEW SHORT YEARS AGO. THIS IS MY STORY OF THE LAST 10 YEARS OF MY LIFE WITH THIS CONDITION AND THIS IS JUST THE PAIN ASPECT AND NOT THE ISSUES IT HAS CAUSE WITH FAMILY AND OTHER ASPECTS OF MY LIFE AS I AM NO LONGER MARRIED AS WIFE LEFT ME AFTER 7YRS INTO THIS DISEASE AND KIDS LIVE WITH ME FOR THE MOST PART AND THEY NOT ONLY HAVE BEEN DAMAGED IN WAY AND STRIPPED OF A NORMAL CHILDHOOD IN WAYS BUT ALSO IT HAS MADE THEM WORRY ABOUT ME AT A TIME THEY SHOULD HAVE BEEN ENJOYING LIFE TO THE FULLEST AS WELL. THIS IS MY BIGGEST REGRET CONCERNING THIS CONDITION ACTUALLY IS WHAT IT HAS TAKEN FROM ME AND NOT GIVEN ME HONESTLY. I HOPE EVERYONE HAS SOME SORT OF SUPPORT LINE WITH THIS CONDITION THAT IS STRONG AND SECURE AS IT TAKES IT DAILY HONESTLY AND TOUGH TO HANDLE ON YOUR OWN INDEED AND MANY DON’T KNOW OR UNDERSTAND THIS AT ALL AND WITHOUT THEM LIVING WITH THE PAIN I DON’T KNOW IF THEY CAN UNDERSTAND IT TOTALLY HONESTLY.


Tammy


My Name is Tammy L Nelson and have major damage throughout legs, back and arms but also have CRPS throughout. I will be 36 in april,I am happily married and have a handsome son that is 9 years old and a daughter(no longer lives at home).I spend my days in 24/7 pain nonstop, spasms,keep legs elevated due to circulation problems,limit myself to doing things around the house some i cant do at all and then  what i do do causes so much pain i sweat so bad my shirt is soaked,keep things to a low volumn so much more.I struggle to do things others take for granted:to sit,lay down and get back up,to stand,to just walk(which i use crutches or use wall and have pain with every step),to bathe,to wear clothing/shoes,to hug and so many other things. 
I have lived with pain since a car accident when I was 14 years old,as years went on I had more pain and the damage became more severe.I Was told when i saw first surgeon after acccident that I'd end up in wheelchair in my twenties.The pain in my back was so severe at times, that I would drop and then in time knees began to give out due to damage in there as well. I went through many theraphy appointments, doctor appointments,which they tried so many differnt things to help me, in the end for nothing to work.I had to learn that this is how it was going to be and learn to live with it all.When i had my daughter at 18, I was told due to all the damage,it was not in my best interest to have any more children ,shouldnt of had even her probably,it had caused more damage and would cause even more damage or worse.Having no choice, I learned I had to work through the pain, limit what would cause more problems. However no matter what i did everything progressed.My back was so severe in 1999,pain was so bad I could barely take a step and almost didnt walk down the isle at my own wedding and didnt want to even go to reception because the pain was that severe but went out of respect.
My husband aware of how bad i was getting always told me not to work, so that I wouldnt be in so much pain and be able to rest more. I never listened However we then decided to have a child together, with me agreeing to stay at home and raise him. We both knew it was a risk but it was mine to take, although others werent happy with the risk. In 2001 I gave birth to my son and believe it or not I came out of it ok ,yes caused more back pain etc, but didnt fully knock me down like they had thought.We were so happy,i would be able to still do parks, field trips, and so on.I wasnt like most mothers and  wasnt easy to hold him,carry him, play certain ways with him,I had many limits and found ways to work around them.However pain in body was and had been to much for already several years, in which I cried many times when no one was looking, my son was about to start school it was time for me to get fixed what they could before they couldnt.I was falling much more, barely able to walk even several blocks,alot of inflamation and more.
It was July 2004,I went to doctor whom referred me to surgeon.In 1999,they had stated i needed a fusion in several areas and much cleaning was needed also, but was scared and never went back.Surgeon had x-rays etc on both back and knees.The damage found was bad,he couldnt belive what he saw, said i shouldnt of been able to walk and should be passing out from the pain. My kneecaps and back needed surgery as soon as possible,however knees would need to be fixed first, then we would do back, however couldnt fix all of it i was told. I underwent surgery in both knees with a more severe surgery in the right knee. From that moment my life had changed for the worst and nothing was going to be the same again.The knees never healed properly and my legs were never the same,pain was constantly unbearable,muscles had atrophy which made no sense due to all the theraphy i was doing,there was discoloration if bent,stood or tried to walk on them,alot of swelling.A simple touch would make tears stream down my face.I had to be wheel chaired everywhere,with crutches i could only bear so much on leg so very limited. My life was on hold and my immediate family, However bills had to get paid and mostly home alone with my son then 3 and things were needed. I would have to get to steps for upstairs to get to butt then get to floor to scoot to kitchen to make our lunches and then i cried every step to make it to bathroom and screamed to lower down, to clean what i could was unbearable but couldnt handle having to just sit there. I couldnt carrying anything so everything was put by me in the morning.From then on there was no more walks to park for my son and in time he wouldnt remember me ever walking.I ended up being sent to neurolgist,whom did many test, in the end to tell me he had bad news and diagnoised me with crps.He began to start to treat it,felt he could get me off crutches, get pain somewhat under control and for me to get back some of my life.Now almost 6 years later, still crutches,need wheelchair if to far however back has gotten so bad cant handle wheelchair so i go through pain to take each step.After trying one medication after another,still no control on the pain and my disease has progressed and has traveled to most areas. I am limited to mostly my home, when i do get out its usually doctor appointments and surgeries.Now after many surgeries, doctors, procedures and facing another one and likely more surgeries,my body continues to get worse.There is no cure , so i spend my days telling and being told wishes of less painful days,do whatever i can to keep my mind busy, do what little I can and find something good in it. I try not to think of the future because to be honest it scares me.
My son,my husbands and my life isnt the same,we do not do theatres, parks, long drives.I cannot make it to my sons productions at school and the ones I have we leave early because my level of pain gets to high. We cant plan things, we do most things last minute if i get the courage to deal with the pain to do it. We are mostly home and don't get to get together with others much everything is usually at places or their homes, which most times I am unable to do.Coming to visit at ours is far and in between and many we only see if I go through the pain to get to them.We have lost family and friends, We have learned things most don't. We don't take each day for granted, we know how special each day is. My family suffers with me, with my not being able to do things, they cant. They see what i go through everyday and they know they cant fix it. I appreciate my husband and my son and love them very much.They cheer me through the days, help me when down, by cheering me up. They are who gets me through this disease as well as all my true friends and those i have met through this disease. May someday we find a cure, may we all have less painful days.


Amy

December 27, 2007 will be a day I will never forget. Not only is it my oldest sons birthday, it is also that day that I was tredging along working on my Robotic Welder, felt a pop, a burning sensation all the way down my arm and couldn't move it. Off to the ER I went. That day has changed my life so many ways, in ways I will never forget.

Since that day I have been thru 4 Dr's, PT, OT and noone could seem to find the problem. I struggled almost daily, to even be able to use my arm. Not being able to reach, raise or lift anything. Some said it was Tendonitis, some said Frozen Shoulder, but yet.. the burning, the stinging, just would NOT go away.

Finally, after a year of struggling with this, the Dr I had here told me he was going to send me to a shoulder specialist to see if there was anything she could help me to do. At this time as well, WC was fighting me, I couldn't get help from anyone. I had to end up using my own insurance, which was fine if I could have gotten the help I needed.

In February of '08 I was finally sent to the specialist who in turn said, she was not sure what was going on, but wanted to pass me to a PM dr.. Which was fine with me. By Now i am crying, begging for someone to help me, just help me to keep this pain to a minimal and so she thought she did.. Off I went to the PM who I seen from March 08 to current. He started me on Neurontin, and I went on my Merry way. Hoping that this would help.. Mind you, This was the first time I had been on Medication since my accident. I truly thought I was dying.. I was up for trying anything now.. so the Neurontin was a welcomed thing.

I continued seeing my drs for the next year trying this med and that.. My Shoulder Spec.. not wanting to try surgery for fear of making anything worse, What i was getting now was this... I don't know what to do with you Amy, I really dont know. Over and over and over...

So on April 24th 1009 My 39th birthday.. They after trying so many things, finally gave me a diagnosis....CRPS. What a GREAT birthday gift.. one that I will get to keep FOREVER.. YAY!!! :(
At this point, they have tried to send me to and RSD DR.. an RSD PM and I couldnt see any of them... Why you ask? Because of Workmans Comp. They denied me everytime. So now, I am sitting and waiting for a hearing in April to see if I WC is going to start paying.. and allowing me to attend the dr that i truly need to see.

It has been one heck of a roller coaster ride for me, there are some days I can not make it out of my bed. There are some days I can not even think about, what this is not only doing to myself, to my family.. but my friends as well.. I guess I can say this... I am so thankful that many of my friends now reside on line.

The pain that we all edure is not something that any of us should have to go through. Its been one of the most trying things in my life to ever have felt. The deep shards of glass that strike thru my feet, my hands and my arm/shoulder and now into my neck, are the most horrendous feeling, feelings I have ever experienced. I hope that in time just like the rest of you. We can get our word out and spread to enough people to let them all know, What RSD is...and how to manage if not to get thru for good.

My Dr's have both told me that had I of gotten in to see them within the first 3-4 months of this happening, They probably would have been able to either put me into Remission, or helped me so that other parts of my body were not affected. However, just a recap.. What started out in my shoulder, has now totally taken over my complete arm and hand. Moved into my feet and legs, and now.. working on my neck.. in the most inconveinent way. Someday, maybe someday.. Someone will find us the cure!!! Here is to hoping.

So, as I sit here and share my story I want each and everyone of you to just remember.. Even tho this monster has a hold on us, and it can affect every part of our being.. It cant not take away our sense of self-- If you can put a smile on your face at least 1 time a day or even TRY to.. .you are doing a fantastic job. My heart goes out to all of you fellow RSD's. I am always here to lend and ear, or a should to cry, scream, on. You are all in my thoughts and prayers daily...

Gentle Hugs,
Amy


Kaylee

This disease called CRPS is the biggest monster that I have yet to face in my life.  I am a 16 year old girl who had everything going for me playing club soccer (goalie), going to school, hanging out with friends and family, going to church all the time, rarely seeing doctors, and many more things.  But, on May 16, 2008 all that I had ever known was ripped away from me.  That day was just like any other day for me, but when 6:00pm came around it was time for soccer practice little did I know that was my last club soccer practice for the rest of my life.  Soccer was the only thing that I knew, soccer was my passion, and what I wanted to do in life.

When I was playing soccer I didn't have to think about what my next step or move was going to be, it was all just natural, an instinct for me.  It all started when, a soccer ball was coming at me when I was standing in the goal, so I went to dive for the ball and that's when everything changed.  I heard a loud "pop" from my right knee, and was instantly in pain, but as I have done countless times I "sucked" it up and kept playing.  The next practice which was two days later I was still in pain, but was still going to practice and do what I loved and not let the physical pain stop me.  During the practice I was in a lot of pain but kept going.  My team and I then started to scrimmage another club team, then that's when one of the girls came in on me and slid straight into that same knee I had injured just two days ago.  After that hit, I was on the ground and could not move because of the debilitating pain.  I never would have thought that I would be in pain for  days, months, and years to come.  Those next few days I didn't do anything about it, but when I could no longer take the physical discomfort my dad took me to the president of my soccer club who is a physical therapist.  The physical therapist thought that I may of just bruised the bone or something so he sent me home, and asked that I come back two days later to start physical therapy.  When I came back those two days later my knee was very swollen, bruised, and yellow.  The physical therapists assistant took off my brace that I was wearing and saw my knee and her jaw dropped, I was scared because I hadn't seen it that day.  She immediately went and got the physical therapist, and he was in shock over it.  He then ordered a MRI, and set me up with one of his contacts who was an orthopedic surgeon, who also happened to be one of the top doctors in our state.  I could not get in to have an MRI for about two weeks, so until then I was going to physical therapy three times a week.  My physical therapist told me that I had to start using crutches because he did not want to further damage my knee.  I had the MRI, and it turned out that I had a torn meniscus and a strained ACL.  The orthopedic surgeon said that he wanted to try and rehab the knee to avoid having surgery.  Since the knee injuries, I was not able to straighten the knee at all no matter what I did.  This was very perplexing for both the physical therapist, the doctor, and I.  I continued with the PT, but I was not able to straighten the knee, and I was not making progress with the PT.  My orthopedic surgeon tried cortisone shots, drawing fluid out of the knee, an ice machine, and the last thing he tried was something called a Dynasplint.  That splint was so painful because every night I had to crank it so it would force my knee straighter and straighter every night.  But, it didn't work.  

Now, it was September of 2008 and I was still on crutches and not able to straighten my leg.  September 9 was a big day for me, my freshman day of high school!  No matter how much pain I was in I was not going to use crutches.  So, I walked around the huge campus my first day of high school.  I was in terrible pain, but was determined to get through the day. Although, I was wearing a brace that day in effort to try and make things a little easier.  As always after the first day of school you have a long list from teachers of all the school supplies that you need, so my mom took my sister and I to the store.  I got out of the car and entered the store, and then my mom all of a sudden called me and said, "Look at your knee!  What happened? Whats wrong?"  I had no idea what she was talking about so I looked down and my knee was the size of a basketball, there was redness spreading throughout my leg like wildfire, severe pain, and bruising running up and down the entire leg.  We immediately went home and called the doctor, and we were told to go to the emergency room as soon as possible.  When I was finally seen the doctors were shocked, and then started trace the outline of the redness with a sharpie because it was spreading so quickly, they gave me pain medication, and decided to admit me to the hospital.  It turned out that I had cellulitis in my knee so I was on antibiotics for a couple of days, and then I was seen by another orthopedic surgeon.  He decided that I need to have an arthroscopy on my knee, we then found out that my plica band was flipped up under my kneecap (which was preventing me from straightening my knee).  Then, the PT commenced, but the pain got out of hand, discolorations of my leg, and swelling.  I was questioned several times if I was hurting myself at night because the doctor just could not figure out what in the world was going on.  He then sent me out to a rheumatologist, which revealed nothing.  So, I was referred to the UCLA pediatric pain program. 

Two months later I got an appointment to see a doctor at the UCLA Pediatric Pain Program.  The doctor I saw there was amazing by far the most amazing doctor I have had to date.  He inspired me to get better, and he was the one who made the diagnosis of CRPS in the right leg.  I was put on medications, patches, and was told to come back the next month.  Months and months later I still was not better, and he was let go from the program because they had lost their funding.  I was devastated.  About a month later, I saw the head of the pain program there at UCLA and I didn't like her.  Unfortunately, I then left their pain program.  

It was now Feburary of 2009.  I had not been able to urinate for two days.  It had never happened to me so I didn't think of it as a problem to tell one of my parents.  I then told my mom on the second day.  We went to urgent care and that's when I had to have a foley catheter put in, and said I had urinary retention.  I had it in until about the end of March, beginning of April.  One day, I woke up with severe stomach pain so I went to the emergency room, and from there was admitted to the hospital.  I was there for a week, and the doctors hadn't found anything so they discharged me.  The next day I returned to the emergency room because the pain was to severe and was vomiting.  So, I was admitted to the hospital again.  The doctors at the hospital were just amazing, they literally ran almost every test they could think of.  But, still they found nothing that was causing the stomach pain.  The doctors there did find an infection called VRE (Vancomycin Resistant Enterococcus), and I was put on isolation because it is a bad infection that can only respond to about two antibiotics.  I was put on Cubicin and Gentamicin (strong antibiotics) in order to kill the infection.  A week later, I was discharged from the hospital again, except this time on about 25 medications, and with a PICC line (basically an IV that goes straight to the superior vena cava) which I was giving myself antibiotics twice a day everyday for about a month.  When I was in the hospital the urinary retention ended up going away so that was amazing!  The stomach pain and vomiting went on for about another month and then went away.  

On the 4th of July 2009 I was not able to urinate again.  So, off we went to the emergency room and had another catheter put in.  The doctors drained over 1200cc from my bladder (almost 2 liters)! This time I went to a urologist for a follow up.  She decided to keep the catheter in for another month or two.  I then learned how to self-catheterize myself.  Which I still do to this day.  I had two tests called a cystoscopy and an uro-dynamics study to determine what was wrong with my bladder.  But, they were no help with diagnosing the problem.  The only thing that it showed was that my bladder is completely shut down.  To this day I am still not able to go to the bathroom without having to self-catheterize which has now become routine.  I have been having major problems now because I get very frequent infections because I am putting something foreign in my body 4 times a day.  The really hard part is that the doctors say that I only need a new catheter every two weeks, which we think is what is causing the infections. 

Now, I have full body CRPS, and physical therapy, medications, nerve blocks, therapy, and hypnotherapy do not work.  I was just approved to go to Cleveland, Ohio for the Pediatric Pain Rehabilitation Program!  I will be attending that as soon as possible. Hopefully, this will be the key to getting better, and hopefully being able to walk again, gain back bladder function, and get rid of the stomach pain, and vomiting that has recently just came back.  

I now know that even though I have to endure this pain everyday that it all happens for a reason!  I would not have been able to meet all the amazing people that I have!  I am so appreciative for them, and I feel that I have made life long friends! Without God, amazing RSD Angels, friends, and family I would not be able to get through this.  Because there is not many meetings and get togethers for us RSD Angels my friend Ailsa and I have taken the initiative to plan a CRPS Retreat!  I hope that we are able to inspire people with our stories, and to raise more awareness for this monstrous disease!  Since I have so many health problems I now have realized that my true calling in life is to become a doctor and to help other people in need!  I love God, my RSD Angels, friends, and family for supporting me through this!  I will get through this bump in the road!  

One last thing:  "Someday everything will all make perfect sense.  So for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason!"

Suzanne

Suzanne Stewart Hello. .. My name is Suzanne Stewart, and I started this group because of the many many times that people would say to me "but you don't look sick!" I think that is great and I'm happy that I don't LOOK sick...but the fact of the matter is that I'm in pain a great deal of the time and only my Dr's see it and my family that lives in my house with me. They are my hero's and have stuck by me and loved me when I'm not as easy to love as I wish I was b/c I'm in pain and/or I'm tired from lack of sleep or low meds ..any of these can make us crabby , a little.
My story goes back to 2002, august 11th...we (hubby and i) were at Milford Memory Daze, a street art fair. We were sipping lemonade and walking around and had just dropped the girls off at a birthday party for one and the rec center for lifeguarding job ,the other one. We were finished up and going out to dinner in Plymouth and at The intersection of Ann Arbor rd and Haggerty rd a guy ran a red light b/c he was fighting with his wife and someone honked their horn and he thought he was supposed to "go" and never ever looked and just went! He crashed into our Dodge mini caravan with his Dodge Dakota pick up with the huge wheel wells etc..Our car ended up facing a whole other direction and it was totalled. I remember some weird noise and smell and then i was out like a light! I awakened on a back board with no eyesight..just some bright sunshine and fuzzy blue shirts on paramedics yelling at me to be still and to "settle down". Then I dont remember anything again til the Hospital. I remember screaming in pain when they tried to do X-rays and my husband said people moved out of the hall b/c they couldn't listen to my pain anymore as I was in complete and utter anguish.
They kept me in for intractable pain and stuck me on IV's of meds for 5 or 6 days and they didnt help me at all. I would never go back to St. Joe's in ann Arbor ever!!They were mean and un helpful and found nothing and did nothing until my husband took me home to our own dr's and neurologist. He /they ordered plenty of tests and found out alot! I had a MTBI or mild traumatic brain injury and had to be in brain rehab for almost 3 yrs...then also i hurt both shoulders and my long thoracic nerve was damaged so it was severe nerve pain and winged scapula and right arm just hanging there and to use it was and is soo painful and it goes numb and cold and feels heavy and hurts so badly...then both knees out of alignment and bone on bone and had surgeries tohelp but still lots of shots and pain. then my lower back has 3 inoperable herniated discs and DDD (degenerative disc disease) and it hurts to walk long or sit long etc..also then I went to pain dr for a few years and they did all the epidural shots and trigger point injections and shots, meds and psychological tests showing that my quality of life was at a GFA scale of 45 which is pretty low since i couldnt even get myself up off of the floor and had to learn how to transfer myself at rehab. I got Dysautonamia from the head injury and it made me pass out often and get more hurt and I had gotten POTS (postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome) and it affects gut, motility, memory, brain fog (along with the MTBI didnt need that did i?) and it jsut messes up all of your autonomic nervous system. I had to get a pacemaker dual chamber and then my world fell apart! My oldest daughter started to act out and i was there for her still as always. I never missed swim meet even in a wheelchair. The only thing I couldnt do was drive and otherwise i was still mom and home and i had to get a book to have the girls write down where they'd be and what time they'd be home or i'd forget and it was terrible and the oldest took full advantage of it. She said she didnt liketh rules in our house (hmm the normal : no smoking, no drugs, no drinking no minors sleeping over night at boys or here at our home no boys sleeping over either..pretty average home rules dont ya think?) ..she said also she was "tired of my pain and surgeries" ..she really wished i had died in that accident...that hurts..
SSSoooooo...she left in july 2004 ,she wasn't there to help after my knee surgery, shoulder surgery, and then i had foot surgery in 07 and ended up with RSD after that! But wait..there is more in between...My oldest tried to brainwash and talk the 2 yrs younger sister against me too..lucky it didn't work but she tried and that hurts! She left and hasnt come back. Ive tried to send notes, letters and nice cards but nothing...i called her last Nov. and we met for lunch 3 times, she was not nice at all and lied to others about stuff i supposedly said to her that i never said when we met...I ended up a week after mothers day in 2004 having a mild heart attack. the cardiologist knows how much i always loved my girls and raised them all by myself mostly. he said that he thinks mine was a case of true "broken heart syndrome", hey I lost my child at 17 , actually way before that but didnt know it or wouldnt believe it...their father was/is an abusive, cheating man. He was a cop and got fired and hurt another girl and was found "guilty" of obscene conduct and indecent exposure! He was ORDERED by a judge not to be alone with the girls. they had to be with him with a supervisor only. He moved to Maine 1,000 miles away and rarely called them and 1/2 time didnt even send cards on b-day or Chistmas if they didnt or werent acting the way that he expected them to towards him on the phone. He waited til they got older, got them cell phones and started in on brainwashing techniques to turn them away from me right after the accident and after we'd won our lawsuit! He never paid one dime of child support, his father paid it for him to keep him out of jail..but they wanted money. they tried like hell to turn my girls against me and Jessy went with it full throddle b/c she was "mad" at me for being hurt and not focusing only on her 100% any more. I needed some love and help for a while and she couldnt give it to me.Anyways...my heart is still broken and she is still gone and she's made up horrible lies about me and im devastated. Enough of that now.....
Soo...Then in 2007 after my right foot surgery I got RSD, the foot dr /surgeon who did the surgery knew what it was right away. and then i went to a orthopedic foot/ankle specialist and he said it was "classic case of RSD" and he got me more PT and two leg braces b/c my nerves were shot and i had "foot drop" and i would trip over my own feet and fall and hurt more. Then the RSD has now spread to my both feet right still worse all purple and ugly and shiny /red cracking on fire and painful...its in my left knee b/c thats my surgery knee and the weaker one of the two hurt knees. The knee is burning when i awaken in the mornings all red and swollen for now reason except RSD....also its in my mouth and i have special toothpaste from the dentist b/c it burns my mouth sooo bad to tears.
I have it on myupper back to where taking a shower,the water to most feels good but to me it feels like pelting bullets on my back and the nice soft towel feels like a piece of sandpaper...i do it and get it over with and i hate it..baths arent' better b/c they are too cold or too hot and it hurts ti sit there...i went to the pain clinic and they wanted me to get an intra thecal pain pump surgically implanted under my ribs. im pretty skinny and that doenst seem too comfortable to me. and ive heard of so many problems and instead ive opted to be on pain meds 24/7 and its a life of being "married to" them..the patches and the suckers..its horrible...and soon they dont work and then what happens? Id ont know yet and i dont want to know!!! So then i go to a rheumatologist to ask for other meds intstead of morphine and she said i had Osteoarthritis AND Rheumatoid arthritis!! WHAT??? next??? OMG...anothr painful disease...what is going on here??? i cant take it some days i jsut want to stay in bed but that makes me hurt more too! Did I tell you yet that then in 2006, I ws at the breakfast table with my hubby and youngest daughter and i had a CVA or stroke!!! I did, yes, ...they did eeg and ct scan and it was left brain and it was from the atrial fibrillation that i got in my heart after the minor or mild heart attack..i immediatley got put on blood thinner for life but obvoiusly it didnt work enough to prevent the stroke. now my right side is weaker and i have neuropathies in my legs and i slur when i am tired and when i try to talk when im tireed...i dont sleep well and thats why I'm tired often.
I'm sorry for the long run on post and any mis spellings or wrong "ness" but the brain injury took me from a lady with a 4.0 gpa in College who raised her children for all those years alone with zero help from deadbeat dad who had to "go and find himself" and who cheated on me at least 3 time while we were married, that I know of and is lying to my oldest now about everything! He even talked to my girls about our intimate stuff..that is sicko psycho if you ask me...and he is a pervert as we already knew from his being "charged guilty"....sooo he can tell whatever he likes, if my duaghter wishes to know the truth she can ask me for reasons, explanations and truths and i will tell her but for now she's choosing to stay with the bad behaviors and lies b/c she is and has manipulated to get all that she thinks she wants in this life...well...my door will always be open to her...i will always love her and though she calls another "mother" now...no one can take my place, i will always be her mom!
One last thing...Ive seen a psycholgist for all of this and the loss of my life the way it was before the accident etc...but also he has told me that i am the "worst chilhood trauma case he's seen in the past 35 yrs" of his practice!! He has gotten phone calls from my family memebers (uncles) and corroaberrated my stories and validated me and that helped alot and i was thankful for that even though i know he believed me. Even the SSDI people said the same thing about my case being one of their worst childhood abuse/trauma cases theyve seen in 35 yrs or so too! so ya....Ive been through alot...have you read the books by Dave Pelzer? "Lost Boy:" and "IT"?? i wrote to him and he says we are "kindred spirits"..I have written a book and im trying to get money help to get it edited and published ..i hope it happens soon b/c its done for what parts i can do...i have a cover already and its going to help so many abused people , im hoping...soo anyways..ive talked waaay too much.. I wanted to give my whold story so i dont have to again..lol...My RSD is by far the most physically painful thing that i have...its terrible and its invisible and we have to educated Dr's and ER's on what this disease is all about.. if you can ..try and get some brochures from like RSD awareness or RSDHOPE.org and then give them out to every dr's office you go to and every hospital you visit...get it out there...weve got to let people know what it is if we want to get a cure someday, right??? we are literally "burning for a cure"...please help...love, suzanne...i hope i didn't offend anyone or talk way too much..just wanted you to know...love,suz..xo

Amber W.

The day started out like any other Sunday.  I went to church, then sat down to work on some biology homework while my room mates put a pizza in the oven.  After a while, I stood up, using the desk to push myself up as I turned to go see if the pizza was done.  When I did so, I experienced a bizarre stinging sensation that went from my elbow to my fingertips (primarily my pinkie and ring finger).  It felt almost like a sudden shock, like when you accidentally get shocked by an outlet.  That one little sensation would change my life.

After several months of tingling and pain in my elbow and fingers, a doctor diagnosed me with Cubital Tunnel Syndrome (CuTS).  Like Carpal Tunnel, CuTS is a trapped nerve, except that the nerve is trapped at the elbow and involves the ulnar nerve instead of the median nerve that is affected by Carpal Tunnel.  Following several months of conservative treatment, the doctor finally decided to go into surgery to relocate my nerve to the other side of the bone that was trapping it.  The surgery was routine, they numbed my arm from the shoulder down, took me in, completed the surgery, and reported that it had gone very well.

As the anesthesia wore off of my arm, I began to notice that something was very wrong.  My fingers were a blueish color and although my pinkie and ring finger still felt numb, I was experiencing a crushing pain in my wrist.  When I went to the doctor's office to be sure the splint was not too tight, I nearly passed out when he touched my fingers and straightened them out.  Obviously, something was very wrong.  The doctor immediately preformed a second exploratory surgery that proved that there was no visible problem.  Following this surgery, I noticed more changes, longer hair growth, sensitivity to cold, rigid nails, and sweat changes.  Even more bothersome was the pain that was completely uncontrolled by extra strength vicodin.  I can remember yelling at my mom to not walk so fast through the living room because it shook the floor and caused pain.  Even light puffs of air were excruciating.

I was referred to a pain management doctor who diagnosed me with Complex Regional Pain Syndrome, type II.  He thinks (and the surgeon agrees) that somehow in surgery, the nerve endured a traction injury which caused CRPS.  Interestingly, the pain has mostly remained only in the distribution of the ulnar nerve, so only half of my hand is affected in addition to the area around the scar on my elbow.

Treatment began immediately; first I had two stellate ganglion nerve blocks which had minimal affect on my pain.  I then endured three weeks with a continuous epidural.  During those three weeks, I had physical therapy every week day.  The epidural allowed me to really work hard at physical therapy without pain getting in my way.  My strength, range of motion, and even sensitivity improved a lot during that time.  Though it was beneficial, the pain returned when the epidural was removed.

Since then, I have been relying on medications, a TENS unit, and more therapy to help manage my pain and continue to gain strength and movement. CRPS was an unwelcome interuption in my life, but I continue to live beyond the pain.

Though some of myy dreams have been devastated, and some of my plans for the future have been destroyed, I find hope. God is my creator, He made my nervous system, and He knows every intricate nerve that communicates with my brain. I know He didn't make a mistake making me, He knew exactly what He was doing.

My goals in life are still the same - love God with all my heart, help those around me to know Him more, and reach out to those who cannot comprehend salvation, but my means of accomplishing my goals have changed. Just like Paul, I've been thrown in a circumstance that seems unpleasant, but I praise God because it gives me a story. It offers a way to meet people I might never meet, it blesses me with the ability to concentrate on God when everything else has faded into the background, it forces me to accept help and rely on other Christians, drawing strength from them when I am down.

Would I choose to have CRPS? No way, but I praise God for the blessing it is to me, even in the darkest of circumstances, I will praise my God because He is worthy. Though I know I face unrelenting pain, I say to God "bring it on, just so long as you use it to glorify you." Blessed be His name, for He is worthy of endless praise.

Joey

Hi, I have been dating a girl with RSD for several months now and I just wanted to share my story with the rest of the RSD angels and supporters here. When I first meet her, I thought she was like any other girl, except for the fact the she was the most beautiful and stunning girl I have ever seen. I meet her over the internet, where we found out we had bumped into each other before. It was not until our date she told me she had a incurable disease called RSD/CRPS.
At first I thought “Hey, no big deal it’s cool! I can handle it!” It’s wasn’t until I heard about the excruciating pain she lives through daily that I gave it another thought. She explained it to me as someone draining the blood from her vains filling them with gasoline and igniting it then wrapping barbed wire around her leg. She told me that its likely that in several years she wont be able to walk and have to get around in a wheelchair.
It’s difficult to hear about that kind of thing and say, “I’m still committed to you babe!” It’s hard, the simple things you take for granted in a relationship become very difficult to perform. Things such as being able to put your hand in her lap, giving her a foot rub, rubbing her leg all became very painful for her. She finds it hard to walk long distances and travel in a car for more than an hour takes much of her energy. I found that she is a strong a capable women with lots of strength.
I pray to God for her everyday that the pain is mild and that she has a good day. I help her when I can or when she lets me, she can be stubborn and refuse help at times and pays for that later but I love her with a passion. I will be there for her whenever she needs me and I’ll offer her as much help as she needs. For any one out there, RSD does not have to be the end of everything. You can find someone out there who understands what it takes to love you. You can live as normal as a life as you can when someone who loves you stands beside you. I love my RSD angel and I will never let her RSD get her down!

Eri

On January 28th 2005 I was run over by a truck. About a year and a half later I was diagnosed with a disease/syndrome called Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (also known as Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy). At first I didn’t think much of it. I was told with some work I would be back to normal. That doctor was wrong. After going through a ton of therapies, that not only didn’t cure me; some even made me worse. I found out there is no cure.

I didn’t expect to have to have to spend the rest of my life on pain meds. No one does. I suppose in a way I am luckier then some, I didn’t just wake up one day with this disease and spend months, years trying to explain to doctors that I’m in pain. No, I had my foot run over by a truck.

When people ask me about it I tend to laugh. Not because its funny. Nothing about the whole situation is funny. But because I don’t know how to respond anymore. I’m past angry. You can’t stay angry forever and I never have been one to hold grudges. Depression comes and goes. I’m not sure whether its possible to live with chronic pain and not have times when your depressed. Mostly I feel lonely.

Nights seem to be the worst. Anything touching me is excruciating. I can’t lay down for too long or sit up, standing is out of the question. Mostly I just toss and turn trying to either distract myself with music or tv. It rarely works. By the time morning comes I am beyond exhausted. Just the idea of having to get up let alone go do something can make me cry.

At 9am I take my meds to get up a 10am. Any earlier and I crash at lunch and never get up again. If I can manage to get up to the living room I can think about doing something that day. Some days my legs refuse to let me walk and I spend that day in bed. The pain is always there. it’s a constant struggle to move, or stay still. Sometimes it even hurts to breathe.

When I have a good day it means I can go out for a bit. I still am in excruciating pain but its at a lower level. The idea of this is hard for most to understand, including doctors. Its as if my body has developed its own ideas on how everything is going to work now. Pain at a 7 or and 8 is a good day. Rarely have I gotten lower. On an average pain scale 7-8 is considered severe. The lowest I have gotten is a 6, that being moderate. My bad days are 9-10. 9 is on the higher end of severe while 10 to most is enough to be hospitalized. For people like me we can’t go to the hospital every time we hit a 10. We would spend our whole life there.

The idea of living like this is hard to comprehend. Some days I feel like its all a horrible nightmare that I am waiting to wake up from. Most I wish it was. I keep telling myself I need to live life to the fullest, and I have tried my best to.

Belinda
Reflex sympathetic Dystrophy (RSD) also known as Complex Regional Pain Syndrome Type 1 or 2 (CRPS). This is a disease that attacks your nerves and nervous system leaving you in debilitating chronic pain. This month (MAY) is World Wide RSD/CRPS Awareness month, so I am writing my story so other people that have this disease or have never heard of it or even have a member of the family or a friend with it, will have a better understanding of what we sufferers go through.

The condition CRPS ‘Complex Regional Pain Syndrome’ as it is now commonly known as was originally named CAUSALGIA and described by Silas Weir Mitchell in 1872 during the American Civil War, when solders were not healing from their wounds but actually getting worse. It wasn’t until the 1940’s, the term Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy came into use. Now days it is commonly named Complex Regional Pain Syndrome Type 1 or 2. I have type 1. Type 1 and 2 are basically the same, they both seem to have the same characteristics as each other. The only real difference is that Type 1 develops following an event such as a sprain; break in the limb or from an operation. Type 2 develops after a nerve injury.

There is no real test that you can do to diagnose RSD/CRPS, really you can only observe through the symptoms and there is no other condition that can account for the degree of pain and dysfunction that RSD/CRPS sufferers go through.

What is RSD/CRPS?
Trauma is the main contributor of RSD/CRPS, meaning if you have a sprain or an operation on your limb, that’s how it can set in. It is reported to be one of the most difficult and painful conditions to treat. It is a syndrome that consists of BURNING PAIN, MUSCLE SPASMS, LOCAL SWELLING, INCREASED SWEATING, SOFTENING OF BONES, JOINT TENDERNESS OR STIFFNESS, RESTRICTED PAIN MOVEMENT, CHANGES TO THE NAILS AND SKIN AND RAPID HAIR GROWTH ON THE AFFECTED LIMB.

The pain of RSD/CRPS is continuous and can get worse with emotional stress, moving your affected limb or touching can become intolerable. Eventually after non-use of the affected limb, the joints become stiff and the skin, muscles and bones may shrink. RSD/CRPS can really strike at any age but is most common in the ages of 40-60 and for unknown reason RSD is diagnosed in women twice as much as men, but it is increasing in young adults and teens. It is said that some research has proven that if Vitamin C is administered after an injury, it may decrease one’s chances of developing RSD/CRPS.

DIAGNOSIS
There are 3 main parts that are in stages, and they are:

STAGE 1: This stage can last 2 to 6 weeks but may last up to 6 months. At the start the skin is warm, red and become dry. Towards the end of this stage you skin can become cold and sweaty, and becomes a mottled colour of the skin with patches of pale pink on a blue and pink background. Hair and nail growth may start to occur. This is the stage that doctors try and use nerve blocks as they may be able to stop it or have it go into remission. The nerve blocks are rarely used past this stage.

STAGE 2: This stage is characterised by dystrophy. This stage occurs after 2 to 6 weeks or even 3 to 7 months after the initial injury and can last from 3 to 6 months. The skin can also become shiny in appearance and can often be cold, pale, grey and mottled. This is due to the vasoconstriction in the affected limb. Hyperhidrosis (abnormal excessive sweating) is a usual sign at this stage. Joints may become thickened because of stiffness and muscle wasting is a contributing factor. X-ray’s can also show patches of osteoporosis. The pain is still continuous, and this is where the dystrophy can diffuse (to spread).

STAGE 3: This stage is about 8 months after the initial injury. It is known to be characterised by irreversible marked tissue changes. The skin appears smooth, atrophied, glossy, pale, or cyanotic and the skin temperature is decreased. At this stage the changes are usually complete and irreversible. The joints become weak with limited range of motion. Bones may begin to show marked decalcification. It is also said that there are no other conditions can account for the degree of pain and dysfunction.

A delay in prognosis can result in severe physical and psychological problems can start, but in saying that diagnosis is complicated but in some people, they can improve without treatment if caught early.

TREATMENT
Patients with RSD/CRPS are treated with nerve blocks, pain medication such as Fentanyl patches which administers morphine into your blood and replaced every 72 hours (3 days). There are other patches that can be described as well. There are many other treatments that can be used like, Physiotherapy, Tens machine and nerve blockades but realistically the blockades really need to be administered within the first 3 months of being diagnosed for them to be of really any benefit. Acupuncture is starting to makes its mark in the race for alternative medicine for pain relief. There are also implants that directly stimulate the spinal cord through surgically implanting the Neurostimulations into either the epidural space or directly over the nerves themselves, these nerves are located outside the central nervous system. There are also other implants such as drug pumps that deliver pain medication directly on the cerebrospinal fluid. There are also gels which can be of some benefit. Such as ELMORE OIL and FLEXALL which I would recommend both of these products. I currently use Flexall but have used Elmore Oil which is very good too and it is made from all natural ingredients and made in my home town of Bendigo Victoria Australia. Kyle Vander Kype (Australian Olympic Athlete) also endorses Elmore Oil. Voltaren gel is also another rub that can be used.

A lot of patients that suffer with RSD/CRPS also get treatment for depression, which is common in sufferers due to the dibilating impact it has on them. Not being able to perform their normal duties at home or at work also impacts on them, this is why a lot of patients fall into depression. Trying to deal with everyday issues with family and the world as well as being in so much pain just becomes over whelming. I currently use ENDEP which is a drug for depression, they used to use this drug many years ago and is starting to make a come back to treat sufferers of Fibromyalgia which I also have, due to the RSD. This drug has a pain block in it and I must say is not too bad. I have been on it for about 5-6 weeks. But in saying that, what is good for one sufferer may not work on another.

Myself I have been through these episodes a couple of times, it’s like you feel like a failure as you cannot perform your normal house hold duties or even having those family days that you once loved seem to become a burden as you know you are not going to enjoy yourself due to the pain and you make every excuse not to go, which in turn disappoints your family. It also sometimes feel like you are a burden on your family and friends, as you need help in everyday things but you don’t want to ask because you don’t want to burden them.


WHAT I AND OTHER SUFFERERS GO THROUGH EVERYDAY
I personally go through so much pain everyday, by the end of the day I am worse, with stabbing and burning pain which is really debilitating and exhausting. Showering with washing my hair becomes a task just in it self due to the pain of trying to get my arms up there, I have to take breaks in-between washing my hair due to the pain of it all. Even driving can takes its toll on a sufferer of RSD. I have had to put a steering knob on the wheel of my car for driving due to RSD in my left arm and shoulder. My licence got suspended until I did all the driving tests and my licence has known been changed. I am only allowed to drive an automatic car with power steering, and I am to use my steering knob. For those who don’t know what they are, they actually look like the steering devices on a fork lift, nothing special just helps with driving and resting my left arm.

A lot of sufferers of RSD/CRPS have no support; either the family or friends don’t believe them, not through ignorance but through lack of knowledge of what this disease is really like.

My condition is bitter sweet, I have this disease which is the bitter side but I do have fantastic support of my family and friends and I really truly feel blessed for that, as a lot of other sufferers don’t have this, they either get swept under the carpet or they fall through the cracks and are forgotten about. My one wish through all this is for that to change. We need to get the awareness out there, that this disease is real, it is not in our heads and we want our stories to be heard.

PAULA ABDUL AND RSD
Paula Abdul, singer and judge from American Idol and has had RSD since she was 17 due to a cheerleading accident, she was also in plane and car accident which has also led to numerous back surgeries which has also contributed to her RSD. Paula has said that the publicity has raised hopes that the condition of RSD/CRPS may finally get the medical recognition that it deserves.
Paula has suffered this condition for 25 years and has now said that she is doing so much better due to the right medication she is having. Paula was only diagnosed with RSD in 2005.

SUMMARY
So we have learned that RSD/CRPS is a very difficult condition to diagnose and treat, and that the earlier that it is detected and treatment administered can lead to the healing process of this debilitating disease. We also have learnt that the more that this disease is publicised the better other people will learn about it and hopefully have a little bit more compassion for the sufferers of this disease, and that it would get the medical recognition that it does deserve. We know it can spread to other parts of the body and the pain is worse than the initial injury. So if you injure you finger it can spread throughout the entire hand and arm and even spread to the other arm or your legs.

Web sites
I have chosen some web sites that may be beneficial to some sufferers or family and friends of sufferers who would like to know more about this debilitating disease.
A Dr. Colantonia has started a web site for pain sufferers which is: http://crps.physiciansforpatients.com/
 

He has given up his time to answer questions about RSD and other Chronic Pain Disorders.
RSD Awareness: this site will give you all the RSD chat rooms and RSD support groups.

There is also Facebook which I am a member of and there are so many sufferers of RSD on there and we have started our own little support community which is great as the more support you have the better off you will be.

Now there is a lady by the name of Coralie Wales, she is President and a founding Director of Chronic Pain Australia and she travels around doing seminars for people who have Chronic Pain. She also talks to health and insurance professionals. She has recently done a summit in Melbourne and you can see that interview on her website coraliewales.com
 
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Let me say this woman is amazing. I would recommend you go and check her out her websites and join in her newsletters. I wrote her a letter stating who I was and the condition I have which is RSD and she replied and she is publishing my letter into her newsletter, so that is exciting. She is a big believer that us the injured should be in charge and to me that is really scary, I have been pushed and pulled around for nearly 7 years now and told to do this and do that, how do you possibly turn round and say ‘STOP’, I want to control this now. But she teaches that. I wish I had of known that she was in Melbourne as I would have gone to see her, but maybe there will be another time. And hopefully one day I may even get to met her personally and just thank her for helping every person get through Chronic Pain.

So in closing My Story, I really want to encourage you all to check out these websites even if you are not a sufferer of RSD and other chronic Disorders. In doing so you are going to have a better appreciation of what we all go through on a daily basis. It is not easy but we try to get through it the best way we can, and the only way we can do that is with support from our loved ones. So when next time someone tells you they have RSD you might be able to say; “hey I know about that disease and how debilitating it is”, instead of rolling your eyes like you do now. You just might save a life that day. Your little bit of support will go a long way.

So my name is Belinda Miles, I live in Bendigo Australia and I am a sufferer of Reflect Sympathetic Dystrophy. I am letting my story be told, and I am going to stand up and let my voice be heard.
Thank you for reading My Story and I hope I have changed your view and outlook with people that suffer from Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy (RSD), and other Chronic Pain Disorders.


"Who can I trust"
My whole body trembles,
and I can't stop the pain,
My body won't work,
but my mind is still sane.

'Why is this happening',
'Why me I ask'?
'Well why not',
'Why not', it asks?

They say I now have Sleep Apnea,
What else could go wrong,
just one more worry,
And another verse for the song.

'Why are you so special,
That I can't attack you',
Although I know you don't want me too,
'But get used to it,
As I am here to stay',
'And you are only going to get worse, day by day'.

'Stop it'!! I say,
'Just take it away,
I can't bear it no more,
take the pain away'.

My eye's are leaking,
I don't know what to do,
I don't know where to turn,
Or who I can trust,
I am just not sure,
Oh man I am in such a rut.

So how do I escape this?
When the pain is so bad,
Who can I run to,
How can I trust?.........


Carol R.

Cowiche woman with painful disease hopes to spare others pain


Carol Rains clutched her husband's hand tightly as she waited nervously for her turn.
She looked anxious and maybe a little tired as she smoothed a wrinkle in her jeans.

But not sick.

John Rains was the only person in the room who knew that the right hand he was squeezing is the only part of Carol's body that isn't tortured by a deep, burning pain at the slightest touch or breeze.

Most of the people in the audience turned their attention elsewhere as the Yakima City Council moved to the proclamation section of its March 7 agenda.

But Carol leaned forward in her chair, ready for her long-awaited chance to have a roomful of people acknowledge her eight-year war with chronic pain and the people who don't believe it exists.

John looked at her and smiled, grabbing for his camera as Mayor Dave Edler asked Carol to stand at the lectern while Councilman Ron Bonlender read a proclamation Carol co-authored about a scarcely known disease called reflex sympathetic dystrophy.

"Whereas RSD is a progressive neurological disease that has constant, severe burning pain as its main system," he read ...

"Whereas many health-care professionals mistakenly believe RSD is a psychological condition rather than a physical one ...

"Whereas early recognition and proper management of RSD may lead to the prevention and/or the reduction of the severity of this potentially catastrophic condition ..."

And as if it were the easiest thing in the world to do, it was officially Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy Awareness Month in the city of Yakima.

To almost everyone, it means nothing.

But to Carol and the few people who have believed her since she was diagnosed with the controversial disease seven years ago, it means everything.

One Friday in July 1998, Carol was moving bundles of wood at Can Am Millwork (now Alexandria Millwork) in Moxee, when she felt a tear in her right knee.


After a doctor's appointment the following week, Carol began physical therapy. In November, she had surgery to repair her torn medial meniscus.

But even after the surgery, the constant ache and occasional tight pain in her leg continued to worsen, forcing her to quit her job within a month.

"I started wondering, 'What is this?' " she says.

Doctors in Yakima and Seattle told her it was impossible for her to be feeling pain. They told her it was all in her head and she should continue physical therapy, she says.

But the situation grew more strange. Driving her two teenage sons to school, she began to notice that when the keychain dangling from the ignition of her Ford Bronco would brush her thigh, it would set off intense pain. More and more, the skin on most of her right leg became sensitive to touch and temperature.

One year after her injury, she demanded that her doctor take a closer look.

An MRI at Orthopedics International in Seattle in November 1999 showed that her knee was completely normal. The tear had healed cleanly.


The same day, after examining Carol's leg and hearing about her symptoms, Dr. Edward Khalfayan diagnosed reflex sympathetic dystrophy, or complex regional pain syndrome, in her right knee.

Frustrated because she'd never heard of the disease, Carol asked her local doctor's nurse to collect some information for her about RSD.

A few days later, the thick manila envelope full of Internet printouts arrived.

She read only a few pages before her frustration turned to fear.

RSD, she learned, is triggered when the nervous system malfunctions following trauma to the body. Doctors aren't sure why, but when the injury heals, the local nerves don't stop sending pain signals to the brain. In many cases, especially without early treatment, the condition can spread, causing chronic burning pain all over the body.

The Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy Syndrome Association estimates that between 200,000 and 1.2 million people in the United States have the disease. The numbers are difficult to track because most patients and many health-care providers are not familiar with the disease and symptoms vary from patient to patient.

The disease affects women three times more often than men. The average age of diagnosis is 42, but it has been found in children as young as 3.

Carol was 36 — and terrified by what she read.

"I started looking over it and I started crying," she says. "And I cried and I cried and I cried."

She was still in tears as she shared the information with John when he got home from work that night.

"I think we both knew from that moment on, our lives would never be the same," he says.

For as long as she can remember, Carol had gone camping or hiking nearly every weekend.
She grew up in the Yakima Valley and knows the trails in the surrounding hills as well as she knows her backyard.

But her days of walking several miles at a time or sledding with her children were over. With the eight medications she was on and the degenerative nature of RSD, the activities she had loved became nearly impossible.

Just before her injury, Carol, John and their sons had moved seven miles from the summit of White Pass to manage Camp Zarahemla, a resort owned by the Mormon church.

In the winter months, when she was in too much pain to drive, she watched her sons walk the 21/2-mile driveway to the bus stop in more than a foot of snow.

"You go through a lot of depression," she says. "A lot of life's not worth anything anymore."

After a few years, the family moved to Cowiche and had to give up two of their dogs because Carol could no longer take care of them while her sons were in school and John was at work.

She was terrified as the pain slowly spread from her right leg, to her left, and then to her left arm.

She could no longer play with her grandchildren without someone telling them to be careful not to hurt her, as if she were the child.

"I knew it was going to be harder on her, not being able to be active around her grandkids," recalls Carol's daughter, Sharon Horn. "There were plenty of days when she could do nothing but sit on the couch and cry because she hurt and there wasn't anything any of us could do to help her."

Among pain doctors and patients, RSD is known as the suicide disease because, for many, that's the only logical escape from the pain.

But Carol still had too much to live for.

Doctors will probably never know whether it was her initial knee injury or the surgery that triggered Carol's RSD.

Either way, because she was injured at work, her insurance claims were handled by the Washington Department of Labor and Industries. And by the time of her diagnosis, she and her Yakima attorney, Darrell Smart, were already fighting for the benefits they believed she deserved.

In the meantime, Medicare and John's work insurance were picking up the tab for most of her treatment.

When Carol was diagnosed, Khalfayan told her that if she received a series of sympathetic nerve blocks — injections of medicine onto or near nerves — there was an 80 percent chance that the pain would stop and she would go into remission.

But the department never approved the blocks.

"We try really hard not to pay for things that haven't been shown effective," says Robert Nelson of Labor and Industries' communication department. "We also only really treat pain when it hinders a worker's ability to recover."

Before accepting that Carol had RSD, the department paid a panel of Independent Medical Examiners — doctors the state hires and certifies to examine patients who have filed workers compensation claims — to evaluate her condition.

Though all six of the doctors Carol had seen on her own confirmed the original diagnosis, four of the five IMEs said she did not have RSD and that she didn't appear to have any physical limitations.

Despite the numbers and the working arrangement the doctors have with the department, Nelson says they are impartial experts.

"They really don't have a dog in the fight in terms of whether they want to side with the employer or the worker," he says.

But Smart doesn't buy that. Some doctors, he suspects, side with the department just to make easy money.

"I've had experts for the department who say they simply don't believe the condition exists," he says. "At any point in time, you're only a medical examination away from being turned away."

And Carol was. After years of going back and forth between doctors hired by the department and her own treating physician — pain specialist Dr. John Baumeister in Edmonds, Wash. — in March 2003 Carol heard Labor and Industries' final decision.

The department stopped her benefits and gave her about $10,000 to compensate her for a permanent 10 percent disability in her lower right leg.

"When I finally got $10,000, I was done with it. I was just so glad to know that they would be out of my life," she says.

But Smart encouraged her to stay in the ring.

"He told me, 'Carol, you have a good case here. This isn't right, you can do more.' "

So he filed an appeal with his own money, Carol says, taking a chance because he was certain he could win the case.

And in October 2004, Carol received a copy of the Board of Industrial Insurance Appeals' decision.

"I had no idea when I read it what it was going to say," she says.

It said that L&I was wrong. Carol's injury was worth more, she had RSD and the department must reinstate her benefits.

In September, Carol met Cynthia Toussaint, the only other person she's ever met face-to-face who has RSD.
Toussaint, a Californian who has had RSD for 23 years and has fought relentlessly and successfully for recognition of chronic pain diseases in her state, spoke in Yakima for Chronic Pain Awareness Month and met John and Carol afterward.

Now in a wheelchair, Toussaint, who is running for a seat in the California Assembly, got RSD following an injury she suffered when she was a 21-year-old ballerina.

It took more than a decade for someone to diagnose her correctly, and for years people who didn't understand the disease told her she was making up her pain.

"We can't imagine cancer, either, but we've been taught about cancer, so we believe it," Toussaint says.

When she met Carol and heard her story, she was impressed by her eagerness and encouraged her to promote RSD awareness locally.

"I always get very sad when I meet someone who's a nice person going about her lovely life and this disease came along and took so much," Toussaint says.

Sometimes it really gets to Carol, too. She and John celebrated their 20th wedding anniversary last week.

"I'm thinking about what our dreams were 20 years ago," she says. "We talked about when our kids were grown, buying a motorcycle and cruising around. We can't do that."

Instead, they talk about how they might have to get Carol a motorized scooter because there might come a day when she won't be able to walk anymore.

"Hopefully," she says playfully, "by then they have purple scooters with four-wheel-drive."

Smart is still working toward getting Carol a permanent disability pension from the state. L&I pays for her medications and her doctors visits to Seattle. They still haven't taken responsibility for the spinal cord stimulators she had implanted in 2003 and 2004 to make her pain more bearable.

Last year, when she had a routine root canal, the RSD spread to her face. Now it covers her whole body except the right arm.

"A lot of people talk about how it's nice to feel a cool breeze," she says. "I used to love that, too. Now it's the last thing I want to feel."

For all Carol has lost, there is one certain gain:
Persistence.
Because when you're sick in a way that no one can see, it is easy to be brushed aside. And over the years, Carol has learned that she cannot be silent because too many people in her condition are.

So although she had been shaking with her fear of public speaking as she waited in the Yakima City Council chamber, her voice was rock steady as she graciously accepted her signed proclamation.

"RSD is curable if caught and treated early," she told the council calmly. "If left unchecked, those afflicted will endure a lifetime of burning pain, disability, depression, and the list goes on."

Those are the things that Carol will feel her whole life.

But if she and John have their way and this tiny local effort grows into a statewide awareness campaign, maybe others won't.


Lisa V.

I was diagnosed with RSD in March 2007 even though I now know that I had the beginning stages of it starting in 2003. I was finishing a move and was carrying a box from the house to the car when I slipped and fell off the porch. I badly sprained my right ankle and was sent home from the ER with an air cast. After that my foot and leg would swell and get numb if I was on my feet too long. Then in Feb. 2005 I stepped off the curb in front of my house and fell hurting my left foot. The hospital only X-rayed my left ankle and sent me home once again with an air cast. Five nights later I woke my daughter up at 4am so she could take me back to the ER. When we arrived, I told them that it felt like my toes were going to pop off the end of my foot. My foot was swollen, purple, and I was unable to put any pressure on it. This time my entire foot was X-rayed and it was discovered that my foot was broken in two places, and  I had been walking on it for 5 days. They put a cast on me and sent me home. After my cast was removed I started having trouble with my legs swelling, and going numb. Some times the pain was pretty bad, but since I was on my feet a lot at my new job, I just thought it was associated with the fact that I wasn't used to it.

In the summer of 2006 I kept having trouble with my right leg swelling to the point that it felt like my skin was going to break open, I still couldn't stand or walk more than a few minutes. I bought an air conditioner for my bedroom because my RSD is worse when its humid, hot, and rainy. I went to my family doctor and she sent me home with a prescription for Tylenol 3. I didn't go to medical school and even I knew that wasn't for swelling so I tossed it. I bought larger bottles of over the counter Motrin to help. Then on Dec. 29, 2006 I was stepping out of my house, stepped on my welcome mat wrong and fell, I came home from the ER with another air cast. This time, however, this injury felt different then the others. I couldn't put any weight on my foot. I went back to the hospital and they sent me home with one of those blue medical shoes. It was two months before I could see my family doctor, and when I saw her, I was told that since there was nothing on the X-ray she couldn't help me. I pointed out that I couldn't put weight on it still and I couldn't move my toes or foot. I also told her about the swelling, the burning, numbness, and how my foot changed colors to dark red or even purple at times. She sent me to a bone doctor. A few weeks later the bone doctor looked at it and said..."I'm pretty sure you have RSD. I'm going to send you across the street to the sports medicine doctor. A week later I met the newest doctor, and was told that yes I do have RSD.

He was so impressed with my case of it saying things like...I've never seen it this bad before. Wow I've never seen the color change so much. He sent me to physical and aqua therapy and it was helping. He also had me using a walker, which helped. I spent the summer in my bedroom because it was the only room with air conditioning. That helped keep the swelling down. After 5 months I was able to walk through a store for the first time. I only had to use the Amigos on bad days. I only had to use the walker on bad day. Which ended up hurting other parts of my life. 


I was attending Davenport University in Midland, MI and had to drop classes because I wasn't able to sit in the hard chairs without my legs and feet going numb and swelling. I got that taken care of when the school let me sit in padded chairs. The only problem I had left was the use of my walker. Davenport doesn't have handicapped access doors and on days I had to use my walker, I was unable to get into the building. I couldn't hold the walker, hold my books, and open the doors. So, once again I dropped classes. I had a 4.0 GPA and because I had dropped classes I was put on probation. 

Today, my RSD is in both feet and legs. I no longer have a doctor who treats me for it, and my family doctor won't treat it because she didn't diagnose it. I am losing movement in my toes and feet again, and when I'm in pain, if over the counter Motrin doesn;t work, I just suffer,.I don't go to the hospital when my pain is so bad I'm crying because I have to explain what RSD is, and then they act like I'm there just to get drugs. Since 2006 I have gained 70 lbs. Part of it from being an active person to coming to a stand still, and part depression. I spend a lot of sleepless nights due to pain, Having RSD has changed my life so much that I have had to reinvent who I am.

Deborah C.

Hi my name is Deborah and I recently received a diagnosis of RSDS in my lower left arm. This occurred from a wheelchair landing on it during a patient transfer. I went to several doctors and no one could figure it out. It was a simple emergency room trip for the pain and one of the doctors came in and looked at it and ordered test. At this point it was going into stage3. The pain and burning doesn't stop but I have to deal with other things in my life too so I can't let it own me.

Lisa B.

Hi my name is Lisa Begnaud, I am 37 years old and have suffered from RSD/CRPS for going on 11 years. My story starts back on July 10th of 1999. I was a nurse at local hospital in MN. I went in to work on my day off. They were short of a nurse that night. It was around 6 pm that evening when myself and another nurse went to put a patient into the bed. As we were about to Pivet her into bed she became combative and pushed with her feet. Instead of me flipping over the bed I pulled back to prevent me from falling over the patient and bed. I then immediately felt the pain in my right shoulder, but I was more concerned about taking care of my patients. It was then around 8:30ish when the pain got so bad that I couldn't go anymore. So I was sent to  Lacross WI to the ER. The dr there said that I had pulled a muscle. A couple months passed and my right arm began to burn and turn to a bluish black color. Once again I was sent to a local dr in caledonia MN, due to out physician being out of the clinic. Thats when my night mare begins. The dr told me I had RSD. I asked as many questions as I could, but only to be told that there was no cure. I was put on different meds, and sent to PT, to be told they didn't know what to do for me anymore. Wow, what a feeling that was. Still no one could tell me exactly what the injury truely was. I was once again told this was a pulled muscle that had caused the RSD. For whatever reason it wasn't healing. Things were not getting any better,but at this time I was not getting worse.The cold weather just became unbearable for me and made my pain. So I decided to move back home to Louisiana where the weather wasn't as cold.
I was glad to be home, now I was still trying to work. Until one day I began to feel the pain in the right leg and left arm. My new Neurologist and Pain doc told me that the RSD was spreading.Finally my pain dr decided to send me an orthopedic to further check my shoulder to see if there was something he could maybe find. He did mri's and x-rays to find that my A/C jpoing was separated and when it snapped back it pinched a nerve. So all this time my injury was misdignosed. It was about a year later I was full body RSD. I felt helpless, depressed and confused all at the same time. I had at this time had cancer three times and the pain was nothing compared to this.( I've been in remission for 5 years at the present time) I thought, how could a simple injury do this much damage to me. I had several differnt treatments done. From stallate, Lumbar blocks, continous catheria's to many different meds. Nothing seemed to help me. I even tried the STS( Sympathetic Therapy System). My body just keeps rejecting every tyoe of treatment. Within 4 years of fighting this monster, I thought about giving up. Yet, I decided No RSD will not defet me. I will "Fight The Fight". This has been my motto ever since then. Now going on almost 11 years I was recently dignosised with RSD of the Tongue. Wow full body RSD and I deal with and RSD rash which is very painful,, now RSD of the tongue.
I've decided to take a stand. I've met the greatest people in the world, due to RSD/CRPS, which I now call my RSD family! I would not be where I am today had it not been for the many wonderful people I've met, and all the support they've given me. I know there are many more out there that I don't know. I have recently decided that I was going to start a support group in my local area in Louisiana. There are two other groups with such wonderful mentors, one in Shreveport LA, Thanks Mr. Jerry Pond, also one in Kenner LA, Thanks Ms. Kin Gaudet, whom I look forward to working with to bring awareness to Louisiana. Now there is me, I plan to be a Mentor in the Lafayette and Opelousas areas. Come hell or high water WE WILL MADE A DIFFERNCE!!!! AWARENESS AND SUPPORT as well as EDUCATION, is the most important thing to RSD patients such as myself.
"Fight The Fight" my motto and that is just what I plan to do. RSD may be a part of my life and many others. As long as we make our communities aware that this monster exsist we can find a cure. Sure I burn, and I hurt and at the age of 37 I walk with a cane, but I am still human. We are all human, and its time our doctors know that we will never give up on ourselves and them. Because no matter how we feel, we may get angry at our physcians we need them and they need us in order to find a cure. I'm angry at my disease and I'm angry at the doctors, and my anger makes me want to continue the fight.
Thank you to all the RSD groups out there who stand and fight for us everyday.
I hope everyone is having low pain levels
Many prayers and Hugs

Hope D.

I suppose my RSD story begins much like everyone else’s. “It was a lovely fall day…” , a Saturday, September 29, 2000 . We had recently moved into our new split level. We had just bought our business, and I had only been working in Human Resources for The Reading Hospital and Medical Center for a little over a year , working approx 45-50 hrs a week and teaching Sunday School. ( my dream job, by the way!). Nick was 4 and Natalia 2. I was the modern Super Woman.

I had the children out to visit my parents and they had fallen asleep in the car. Trying not to wake them up, I carried them each in separately. Nick first, layed him on the sofa, he woke up. “Shh!” I said. “I am going back out for your sister!” Once I got Natalia in the house, Nick began to cry, so I hurried down the steps ( my first mistake). Talia woke up and I rushed- missed but one step and tumbled! I tried to break her fall - “down went Frazier!” I caught her but missed me. “Get me something cold!” I yelled to 4 yr old Nick. He ran to the fridge and brought me a beer!! ( always the comedian!) . I instructed him to get me the phone as I knew there was no way I could stand up. Now I had a crying 2 yr old, a crying 4 yr old and a crying me!

By the time I was x-rayed my foot had doubled in size. I had never broken a bone but I knew this wasn’t good. I left the ER with only an ace wrap and crutches, a diagnosis of a List- Franc fracture and instructions to find a good Ortho on Monday. ( I worked for the Hospital.. how hard could that be?)

I actually returned to work Monday, but was in extreme pain , it was a little hard to keep my foot elevated at a desk. Found a good Ortho. A week after my original break , I was a tad shaky one morning on the crutches ( I was Non-weight bearing) and I fell down another 5 steps clear-even managed to take out a door! They finally put me in a Bledsoe boot but was still non- weight bearing. I was unable to be cast due to the extreme swelling in my foot, thus the removable cast. I stayed in that darn cast for 6 months.

I was sort of “one of the lucky RSD ones” as immediately when my cast came off my Ortho casually said to me… “ You have RSD”.. I said, OK, well, we fix that, I’m good to go, right? He said it like, “you have a hang nail”. I remember going back to my office and telling my partners in HR and our workers comp gal, Cindy, starting shaking her head. OH NO HOPEY… we pulled it up on the net, but back then there wasn’t much to read. They let me go home right away, I was a mess for days. To me, it was a death sentence. But my husband, ever the optimist, swore we would get RSD and it would not get us.

I went to about 5 different docs trying to get someone to tell me I DIDN’T have RSD.
I went to PT for 6 months. After that , I found out my foot still wasn’t fused. For whatever reason, my bones just wouldn’t heal. Got a referral to Hershey Medical Center and, met an amazing Orthopedic Surgeon- Dr Julianno. He “put humpty dumpty back together again” He did a TMT fusion and fused my foot then sent me back to PT. I treated at Hershey for about a year, had another round of blocks, meds, PT/OT, you name it.

But my story doesn’t end there. SORRY. - about 5 years later, I was out around Memorial Day and noticed EXTREME sensitivity, and a sudden bulge around my scars.
An MRI and Cat Scan later, it was discovered that my pins had “backed out”! Who knew? Apparently this can happen in like one in one gazillion people. So back to Hershey we go ( on my birthday) for a re-fusion, which further aggravated my RSD.

My RSD has continued to spread to this day. There are times when I can’t stand certain clothes.(um, like a bra!! LOL) I cannot tolerate wind, cold. Dental work is a nightmare.
Loud noises and vibrations are horrific. Sometimes even eating is not pleasant! (how sad is that!!) RSD disrupts my sleep so sometimes I sleep for about 2-3 hours a night. There hasn’t been a day in almost 10 years that I don’t know pain.
 

I went from Left foot only to full body RSD in what seemed just a few weeks however I am certain it happened over the course of the past 10 years. My RSD now affects my hands, my feet (the left is still the worst but has significant orthopedic involvement as well) my face and even my ears. It is considered “full body”.


I currently manage my RSD by trying to eat right ( I try to follow the RSD Diet from www.artzoo.com,) TRYING to exercise when I can, I’ve quit smoking, I stay as active as possible, I take a host of meds ( much to my dismay). I've done massage therapy and Chiropractic Care. I've gone Holistic for a while, but always give up. I have a TENS Unit, and I swim when I can. And my best therapy- my family/friends.

 

After a 2 year wait time, I finally got in to see the world reknowned Dr Schwartzman. Dr Schwartzman has confirmed my suspected diagnosis of full body RSD and has provided me with fore-arm crutches. I am also in an insurance battle for a wheel chair.  All of a sudden things are happening for me at light speed. I have undergone all the testing and qualifiers for Ketamine Infusions and perhaps by the time this goes to print will have started my first round of 10 day IV Ketamine infusions.


RSD has been both a blessing and curse. I have learned some pretty amazing things about myself and my family. I never knew that I could be this strong nor that they could be, either! 

Through this all, though, I have been blessed with the most amazing support system. I have children who seem to understand, who know what a “bad day” is, and who have learned to see people for who they are and not what they are, who now know compassion and empathy. I have been blessed with friends who don’t judge, and for that I am grateful. I have been blessed with a husband who is not above laundry and vacuuming or dishes and knows when I need quiet or just to be held gently. He is, in fact, a saint for putting up with me. And I have found an online network of support (my facebook gal pals+ scotty!) like no other I have ever known, and for that, I am eternally grateful. <3
 

Thanks for reading about my RSD journey,


Connie M.

March 31st, 2003. A snowy morning on my way to work changed my whole world. I was in a serious car crash, a gravel truck missed his turn and instead of turning around in the next available drive way, he started backing up in the middle of the road in the middle of a snow storm. I wasn't going very fast, but fast enough that went the truck did come into view from all of the snow it was too late. I crashed into the back of him as he drove backwards into me. I was knocked unconscious and woke up to a man standing beside the van attempting to pull me out through the drivers window. He succeeded and as he pulled me out the broken window I remember screaming "My knee, my knee" and blacked out again.
 
When I came too the second time I was sitting in another van across the street from my van. A lady had seen the whole thing happen, thank God for me, and had called the police and ambulance. Our local fire department was called to the scene and luckily my husband, who is a captain on our fire department and has been for 25 years was at work and didn't have to work on me. I was taken to the hospital in the ambulance, lights and sirens all the way. Upon arrival I was examined and stitched up, Xray and sent home under my husbands care. I had a broken nose, cut across my eye lid from one side to the middle, stitches on my eye and my nose, cracked ribs and my face was a huge black and blue mess, I couldn't see out my left eye and barely out my right eye. But the worst of my injuries was my left knee, although my right knee was pretty messed up as well.
 
Three weeks after the accident my face was a nice yellow color and my left knee was still three times bigger then it should have been, my right knee was twice the size. I was in agony and my journey with RSD was just beginning. It took 18 months of physio therapy three times a week , two hours a day to learn to walk again. I also went for water therapy, two or three times a week.
 
Over the course of the 18 months when my insurance company stopped the payments for physio, I underwent surgery on my left knee, and lots of painful therapy. Ice, ultrasounds and much more with no relief.
 
Finally, finally 18 months later I was diagnosed with RSD!!! Too late by then for any improvements in my knees, but at least we knew what was wrong. I wasn't making anything up, I was truly in agony and it wasn't in my head. My other injuries healed and faded away, but the RSD was here to stay.
 
Fast forward to 2007. My doctor sent me to a large hospital to try some Lumbar Nerve blocks to see if it would help my RSD. While I was there I commented to the specialist that I was worried the RSD was spreading as I now had pain in my wrists, fingers and hands. He checked me out and thought that I had RA, Rheumatoid Arthritis and recommend blood work with my family doctor. So several days later my family doctor did loads of blood work and sure enough, my ANA levels were much higher then normal and she sent me to another specialist, who in turn , after lots of blood work, sent me on to a Rheumatolagist who in turn diagnosed me with Lupus, caused by the stress of RSD. Thus began my treatment for RSD as well as Lupus. I was taking 28 different pills a day.
 
Fast forward to the end of 2007. I had lost a bunch of weight, 20 pounds in about 6 weeks and was diagnosed with Irritable Bowel Syndrome. So now I was being treated for RSD, Lupus and Irritable Bowel Syndrome. I was a wreck ,but throughout it all, my husband and two daughters were behind me 100 % of the way,they stood beside me when other people walked out of my life. I was in agony in every part of my body and battling the tiredness of it all on top of all the different conditions I now have.
 
I also have thyroid disease which I have had since my oldest daughter was born 19 years ago, but trying to keep it under control with everything else going on in my life is really hard to do. While it seems like I have a lot going on in my life dealing with all of these conditions,  my life hasn't been all gloom and doom neither. I met my new best friend Jan, who lives in MA and has RSD as well. I was lucky enough to be able to fly from Canada to Boston and spent a week with her in her home and she and her husband are coming here next year for my oldest daughters wedding.
 
My children are my life, they are the sweetest girls you would ever want to meet and do everything they can to make my life easier for me. My husband is still my best friend and loves me unconditionally. My parents and a few of my family members are there for me always, no questions asked and always wonder how I am doing. I have gained several close friends and although I am limited in what I can do in a day, my life is full and for the most part happy. I hate my diseases, hate the pain and suffering that we have all had to endure because of the RSD, but love my life and what I have.
 
There is always something to be thankful and I am. My oldest daughter is getting married in 2011 and I have that to look forward too and to keep me busy. I spend hours in my flower beds in the spring and summer and fall and hours talking flower talk with my parents who are avid gardeners as well as being one of my most trusted friends and confidants. I am happy and content with what I have and am thankful for the diseases that I have as it has taught me several things. Patience, contentment, happiness and peace and to be more compassionate to others who may be suffering. My favorite motto since getting RSD is "Smile, it could always be worse" and I know it and try to live by it daily.
 
RSD is a dreadful disease but is not going to keep me down. It may slow me down and along with the other conditions that I have it causes me lots of grief, but it isn't going to keep me from being happy and content.
 
My heart goes out to everyone who is suffering from this disease, it is horrible and is so unfair for anyone to have to deal with it. WE are certainly RSD angels for sure!!!!
God Bless you all!!!


Kayla C.
My name is Kayla and I'm 15 with RSD in my left leg. I saw on Facebook where you were looking to do stories for RSD angel month so here is mine.
 
Gymnastics, basketball, soccer, cheerleading and couldn't wait to do volleyball when I was older. Every Tuesday and Thursday, I would go to the local gym and practice gymnastics and sometimes cheerleading. I was 9 and had been doing gymnastics since I was 2! Seven years and nothing too bad had happened, some twisted and sprained ankles, some bumps and bruises, but overall I was pretty lucky. That all changed in September of 2003.

Just another typical night of gymnastics and as I landed my back handspring, I heard a pop and had pain in my left ankle. I didn't practice anymore that night and went and iced my ankle, typical treatment for what we thought was a sprained ankle. My pain continued but it was a week until it got worse and I couldn't walk. We went to the doctor and I had fractured my ankle so I went into a cast for 8 weeks and crutches and then when they took the cast off I told them that my pain was just as bad, they let it go for a couple months and then I was back with pain, still! We did more tests and they said oh well it looks like there could be another fracture. This was in February. Still didn't feel better, soon went into ANOTHER cast and crutches for weeks and weeks. The doctors did more MRIs and said there was nothing wrong with my bone so I "should" be fine. This was when we discovered that I wasn't in the "typical ankle injury" category.

We went to so many doctors. I can't even count how many different doctors I saw. neurologists, rheumatologists, orthopedics, podiatrists, chiropractors, and so many more. I told the doctors where my pain was and my history of the injuries and they would look at my scans and charts and they would say I was "faking" or it was a "cry for attention". Finally in October of 2004 I saw a neurologist and he diagnosed me with RSD. He told me there was no cure for this, I was very young to have it and that I would have problems with getting treatment due to my age. He told me I could do nerve blocks, but he didn't know if any local pain clinics would take a 10 year old. He told me about some medication that would stop my growth as a 10 year old and had more side effects than positive effects. He was very rude and ugly to us, so we never went back to him. He gave us ideas and all but didn't want to help. But since we had a diagnosis, we could go from there. I saw another doctor in Louisville, Ky. (close to where I live). That doctor said he didn't recommend any of the things that the other doctor mentioned and to just go with physical therapy, he was also very mean and didn't know RSD like he said he did. I did physical therapy for months and months and went into remission. But it didn't end there.

I went for a few years with little pain. It was manageable and every now and then I would get flare ups but they didn't last. This past June ('09) I went to Disney World and had a flareup. We did the usual routine. Visit to my orthopedic and he said the usual... MRI, cast and crutches, then physical therapy. After the cast and crutches I was still hurting and was sent on to my orthopedics partner who specializes in ankles, he said physical therapy should help, well it didn't and then I tried aqua therapy. Nothing was helping so I had a cortisone injection. It was one of the most painful things that I had ever experienced, and now I have learned it probably contributed to me getting worse since then. That was in the fall, that didn't work so my orthopedic said there was nothing else he could do and sent me on. So I went back to one of the doctors that was mean before, just to get another opinion. He didn't answer any of my questions, left me clueless and was rude again, he didn't act like he even wanted to try to help. The pain was still getting worse and not to mention the other symptoms...the short term memory loss, the irritability and so many more things. I went back to bone doctor and he said he didn't know what to do other than pain medicine because he said that he didn't want me to do nerve blocks. I couldn't tolerate pain medicine, my stomach was killing me. They took me off pain medicine and told me to just take over the counter anti inflammatory. I had always taken the over the counter drugs, ibuprofen, aleve, advil, etc. I started getting stomach pain when taking medicine so I tried to not take the meds and deal with the pain but my stomach continued to get worse. I then had to see a GI doctor in January for the pain. I couldn't eat without being miserable and couldn't take medicine. I was diagnosed with gastritis (swollen stomach) due to all the medicine I had taken over the years with RSD. He told me I can't take anymore medicine because I am damaging my stomach so badly and I am still young, he encouraged me to find treatment for RSD that doesn't involve medicine and anything going through my stomach. So I have been without any pain medicine since January and my RSD has spread up my leg since then. It has been extremely hard to deal with the pain but I try to keep my head up and be positive.

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I am currently seeing a chiropractor that will not give up on me like 99% of the other doctors I have seen. He hasn't helped with the pain but he has helped with some of the scar tissue from injury, sensitivity and swelling. I am spending my spring break at a clinic in Texas to try a treatment that is painless and will not involve my stomach. The doctor is a RSD patient too, so he knows exactly what we go through. I can't wait and I hope that I can get some relief. RSD has taken a lot of things from me but I will not let it control me. I have lost my ability to play sports, a few friends, I miss out on some normal teenager activities but after my treatment I am hoping to be able to jump up and down, stand on one foot, ice skate, etc. Its simple things that people take for granted and don't realize that not everyone can do that. So, that's my story of having RSD. It's important that we all keep fighting and raise awareness of this disease, we all hope they will find a cure someday!

Martha
My name is Martha and I am 39 year's old.  I am a mother of two and have always been very active in working out. I haven't done much of that latetly since my journey began November 20, 1998 when I had my first surgery on my wrist to treat tendinitis.  I have been working as a dental assistant for the past ten years for my current employer and unfortunately developed tendinitis.  The surgery went well and I began my six weeks of physical therapy.  It wasn't until March of 1999 when I began experiencing a sensation on the left wrist that I never had felt before.  It was so sensitive to touch and I was told it was just scar tissue that was breaking up.  I went on for about 9 months being told that and being given pain meds to help with the increasing pain along with the sensitivity.  I recall going in to my doctors office in tears because the pain was so intense and the pain medicine was not helping at all.  It took that doctor about 11 months to
 say to me "I don't understand, the surgery should have worked."  and sent me to another doctor finally.  That is when I was finally given an answer to my pain.  I've never heard of RSD.  At first I remember thinking, "Ok, now that we have an answer, give me the medicine I need to make me better"  If only it was that easy huh?  After looking at every website I could find and reading all about RSD, I remember sitting in the room just crying because I realized that this is a condition that can't just be given a pill and go away.  That was when I began this journey with RSD.  Not knowing about this condition made it that more difficult to cope with and I remember feeling so alone.  I thank God for my husband who has been by my side this whole time, reassuring me that it will be ok, or just giving me endless hugs because he feels so bad that he can't take the pain away.  Having a strong family support does help me get through the rough days. 
 This experience has taught me to look at everyday not in pain as a precious day, and not to waste a minute of it.  On the days I have a flare up, I just try to get through each hour at a time. 
I pray that one day soon, there will be a cure for RSD so many people can live a pain free life and not be scared of people wanting to just give them a hug.  Pain Free!

Elaine
I was once told a story that many can relate to:
There once was this little bird who waited to fly south for the winter, a little late though as there was a storm and the rain poured down and cold and wet although the little bird was tired and wet they flew on.
And the farther they flew the colder it got until the little birds wings were coated in ice and they could fly no more.
The little bird dropped into dark cold barren earth. Then low and behold along came a cow and pooped on that little bird, it was warm and wet and tothe little birds advantage it melted the ice and warmed the life back into the little bird.
The little bird pushed the poop into a nice steamie nest and as they worked they sang with joy. Then along came a cat..........

And as Maya Angelo said "I know why that caged bird sings."

Regardless our struggles, whether physical, social, or the torments of our past that haunt us...I do believe that some of use know better than most why the little bird sang with joy.

So if laughter is the best medice then, the music must sooth our soul.... so sing for joy as ... it could be worse.

Laura E.

I had surgery in Dec 2008 on my left foot to remove a bunion. They put an ace bandage around my foot & ankle that was so tight that it caused nerve damaged in my left foot. I have been diagnosed with RSD/CRPS after complaining about the constant pain in my foot not going away and the difference in color. The Dr. who performed the surgery indicated it was part of the healing process, but I persisted on receiving physical therapy and it was there that the ball started rolling on the diagnoses of the RSD/CRPS. I am living daily with constant burning in my left foot, pins and needles. My foot goes from the sensation of being in a block of ice to being on fire. At the same time it also feels like it’s in a beehive. It also is a different color than the other foot.  It goes from bright red to dark purple. I recently described my pain as it as a bunch of fire ants waiting on that 1 signal from the leader and they attack all at once. I thought I was losing my mind when I felt this pain & feeling in other extremities. I am on medication and have a topical cream for the burning. I also have received lumbar blocks as part of my therapy hoping to one day to put this into remission. My toes cannot be bent and my foot is in part of an atrophy state now. My body aches and joints are stiff some days and most days have difficulty in walking.  I find myself most days walking with a cane. I once used to be a very active person-hiking, skiing, and motorcycle riding.  I do not do those things anymore and have to use a wheelchair for any long distance walking. It is a blessing to find others who understand & know what you are talking about.


Karen H.
HI I’m Karebear and here is my story and I’m sorry but I think it’s gonna be long and don‘t know if I should post the whole thing - but here goes. Do you all have a soda and a comfy chair??
Please bear w/me.
I was diagnosed with RSC/CRPS in 01/2003, 3 1/2 years after injuring my left shoulder at the gym. I thought that I had just strained the muscles so I continued to work out. It felt like the shoulder kept coming out of the socket. My Dr. started w/PT, no help. Had MRI that showed a bone spur and I had my 1st surgery to remove that in 4/00. While the Dr. was in (arthroscopic) he found that all muscles, tendons and ligaments were stretched out and damaged and would not heal by themselves and in fact my shoulder was falling out. More PT, no help, more pain. 2nd surgery 07/00 to tighten everything up. Immobilized 9 weeks, used ice machine 24/7, then PT, more pain. 10/01 to Chicago Loyola for release of muscles for frozen shoulder, PT same day and for months, MORE pain no help. New Ortho Dr. found torn bicep tendon and something wrong w/AC joint. 10/02 - more surgery to relocate tendon and remove part of Ac joint, more ice, PT and PAIN. With this Dr., Phy.Theripist and PM Dr. diagnosed w/RSP/CRPS 01/03. I had several blocks and meds. Vicodin, Fentenyl, Neurontin. Blocks only worked for a few days. Neurontin was no help, put on Zonegran. 3/03. Had some nerves frozen under ribs left side which started pain in my chest. It was decided that my sympathetic nerve & branches were to come out. This was done 11/03 as outpt but it was late I stayed over night. The next morning when I was getting ready to go home I was having bad chest pain. They found that they had punctured my lung and had to put in a chest tube, no numbing, no nothing. I had to have a chest tube for 1 week. The day I came home from the hospital I got really sick and after several trips to ER over weekend was re-admitted. to hospital. I had a staph infection where the tube went in and couldn’t keep anything down. Not even ice chips. Took a week to find out the gall bladder shut down. They sent me home w/more meds to get rid of staph infection and build strength back up for another 3 weeks and on 12/23/03 another surgery to remove gall bladder.  Now the RSD/CRPS is in lt shoulder, arm, hand (totally left handed) and spread full blown chest, esophagus, effecting my heart, breast and stomach from either having nerve removed or when chest tube was put in. I have to fight to stay above 100 lbs. because esophagus spasms etc. Removal of the nerves helped a little for about 12-14 months then PAIN got worse. And now I have read that if there ever is a cure they have removed my only pathway for it and this surgery has not been done for RSD in 15-20 yrs. In 03/06 I got a SCS. It has help somewhat in the shoulder, and arm but now it has spread in my upper back where they put the wires and moving to the right shoulder. I had 2 leads on the left side of my spine. On Dec. 19 07 they disconnected 1 lead and put in a new one on the right side to cover my whole torso in hopes to give me relief . I’m running still at a 9-10 pain level constantly in my spine. I met w/my Advance Bionics tech and we tried to reprogram. We can not get coverage in my spine!! It feels like a hot steel rod, molten lava running thru my back. The only thing we came up with is because they removed my sympathetic nerve and there is no pathway for the signal. Now I know this is not done much at all anymore. At least for the past 15-20 yrs. And how often would someone run across this problem w/the scs and the nerve removal - Not often we think. Don’t know if I am making any sense here - I hope so.  I am sooo tired and stressed and depressed and hurt, and confused etc. - nothing new to any of you I’m sure. I got the SCS to go off some meds. As of right now I take Zonegran, Toperal, Norvasc, Nexium, Perceset, NitroQuick, Klonopin, Provigil, Welbutrin,and Fentenyl. I take Melatonin, Klonopin, and Benedryl 1night to try to sleep and Ambein the next night. I have tried all the sleep meds out there and got use to them so we are trying Ambein again but not every night. I have been anemic for years and recently it was found that I have next to no Vit B in my body so I am dealing with that to. The dr. does not want me do the injections because of the trauma so I have a nasal spray that I use once a week and take 1000mcg a day. I have also had a bone density test done recently that showed a thinning of the bone, another great symptom of RSD so now I am on Calcium and Vit D twice a day. I have severe Alidoniya to anything touching my back. Fabric, my hair, clothes, even the wind. I worked a full time job until May of 09 then it just got to be too much to handle. I was approved for SSD on the first time somehow. The SCS seems to be failing now and I’m not using it at this time. It seems to cause more pain then good. The RSD has now has taken my right hand and foot now. Every morning you wake up thinking “What next”. I use a cane when I will be walking long distances.
I have been told by my PM that there is nothing more we can do for me but the pump. He is there for me whenever I need him and for refills. He is very good to me and I am thankful I found him. I go to my GP every 6-10 weeks just to be checked.
I am married and have 2 children. A daughter 24 and son 22 and 2 step-children. A daughter 22 and son 17. And 1 Beautiful grandson that is my pride and joy. I enjoy my modified 1950 Chevy truck, Car Shows and Cruise nites w/my wonderful husband.  I do not sleep hardly at all.
I prolly forgot some things but this is confusing and is so long I am sorry for that but I tend to ramble sometimes.

Sam S.
To all my friends that would like to know, a brief overview of the last seven years of being in pain. I was diagnosed with RSD/CRPS in 2002 as a result of an outpatient "surgery" having a cebacious cyst drained. Simple job right?, a big zit in my armpit that was inflamed and needed to be popped. A procedure I had been through many times before with no adverse affects. The Doctor performing the task, Dr. Cheri Forrester (Mill Valley, Ca.) seemed well adept and came with high recommendations, apparently was not the ideal person for the job. So there I was in the office, local anesthetic injected, all numbed and cleaned ready for the cut. She drained it with complete success, no pain, emptied sack of puss, ready to be pact with whatever it is doctors put in gaping holes to send a patient home to heal. I was feeling really good about it. Then she says to me "there's another little cyst right beside the one that was infected,shall I remove it too? After all you are already numbed and doing a procedure..." of course my answer was, "Sure, makes sense to me, and you did a fine job on the one I came in for, so why not?!." Every doctor I have ever seen about my cyst problem has told me I should just get them all cut out anyway, so it made complete sense to me( I've had cysts in my armpits since I was about 12 years old). So she starts cutting and tells me to turn my head so I won't be looking at the blood and stuff, so I turned my head to the opposite side. Moments later I feel what felt like an electric shock run from my armpit to the pinky finger in my arm, it hurt and I yelled "Whoa!", she stopped and made eye contact with me, so did the assisting nurse. She reply's "what?, did you feel something?" my answer was yes. The only logical step then, "Finish it up doc and lets talk about what just happened." We've all hit our funnybone before, and that's kinda the way it felt, but really,really badly. We discussed it and the possibility of a nerve being struck. The next day I awoke to find a bruise running from my armpit to the elbow on the underside of the affected arm. She scheduled me an appointment a week or so later. I think I saw her office partner that next visit, not her, and I felt like she may be avoiding me, which she later denies. Well nothing improved from then on. I went through a couple of years of testing, prodding, zapping, x-raying, examining, all to come up with nothing but the most intense weird pains that could not be explained. Every MRI I took stated that my nerve works just fine. But that's just the problem, it works fine delivering a message to my brain, and it works fine delivering a message to my muscles, and it works fine sending messages to my senses. Perfect right?...on paper, yes. In her reports, she couldn't have wished for better, "The nerve conduction properties are positive." She's free and in the clear, off the hook. The problem here is the "translation" the nerve reads. Sure, you stick a needle in someone's arm and zap it with electricity, the muscle will jump if the nerve is working. But break that down to sensations and translations, you'll find a whole different problem that no medical test will ever show, much like whiplash, or a lie detector test. Imagine you move to a country you don't speak the language of and everytime your translator tells you what someone is saying , he only tells you horrific tales. Not what was actually said by the local people. That's how my nerve now talks to my brain, thus causing indescribable REAL physical and emotional pain, PAIN.......genuine HURT that sometimes make you scream in agony, it keeps on hurting 24 hours a day and never stops. Making up horrible stories with intense visual graphics like a good scary movie in your head, that you actually feel the stabs and bone crushing mutilation,etc.
Well I don't see that doctor anymore, but I think about her every single day I wake up. I have tried numerous treatments, pills, medications and meditations, but nothing helps. I have put myself aside, not mentioning a word about it to people for a few years, hoping it would "regenerate the nerve" as all the doctors told me would happen. That's BS, sometimes I feel they just told me that to have me "wait out" the statute of limitations, in order to cover the back of their fellow doctor. And NO, I know what you are asking, I did NOT get a settlement from this, not a penny. It has seriously affected my family's welfare and well-being. I have kind of been keeping this all to myself after my lawyer dropped the case years ago. But I know now I MUST tell this story to keep myself sane(what's left of it).

Below is a tidbit of the feelings I feel on your average beautiful day. Everyone that suffers with RSD has similar visions and pains. These pains are as real as if the visions were actually happening, just without the blood, cuts, scrapes, knives, actual broken bones,etc.

There is no known cure or drug that can mask the reality of this pain we feel.

I have described it like this to people: Imagine you are at a party everyday with hundreds of people that want an icy cold beer. The beer is in a metal barrel about arms length tall filled with melting ice & water and all the beer is at the bottom. Imagine YOU are the only person that can serve the beer......ever, always, non-stop, no matter what, and no matter how tired your arm gets. You just keep on serving them ICY cold beers.
- Sometimes I explain that the nerve has given the brain a library's worth of feelings and pains. With RSD the brain only reads the pain memories in the library and reacts to "protect" the limb. This causes illusions of ice, bloody scrapes, electrical shocks, stabs, hammercrushing, itching, etc. It is unfortunate that the brain doesn't give us the other part of the library where all of the good feelings are. If it did give us pleasure illusions instead of pain we would probably be very careless with the effected limb and get hurt much more often. I know that RSD has made me VERY protective of my arm. I don't let it bump into anything, if I can help it.
These are some other "pain illusions" I have:
-My son's crewcut hair feels like a cactus.
-diving a car feels like a weight on my elbow while a palm sander grinds my wrist.
-the edge of a piece of paper feels razor sharp
-a toothpick in the wrist joint and frozen thumbtacks in the knuckles
-the skin up and down my arm and back feel like there's super glue or clear tape stuck to it
-being burnt by very hot water or the worst sunburn ever
-bubble like movements under the skin, twitchy
-sometimes I feel like vomiting, if I think about it too much
-clamps, wrenches or a vice on my joints
-hitting my hand against something and thinking there was going to be a horrible bloody mess requiring stitches, but I look down to see not even a scratch
- and yes, the ICE cold frozen frostbite is always there, even in the summer.

Obviously I could go on and on about the different images my RSD has given me. My hand is really hurting so I better stop. I typed all this with two fingers. I would FAIL a typing class.-lol

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and please be very careful with your nerves.


Lindsay B.
I get asked one question a lot by many of people. I get asked “Lindsey, why are you always hurt?” When asked that I usually don’t respond for it was a sensitive subject for me. I get hurt a lot because I have a condition called RSD. Which Stands for Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. Also Know as Complex Regional Pain Syndrome.

              At age 12 I was an average preteen that danced, figure skated and did karate. Basically 6 days of noon-stop activity. One evening figure skating I took a bad fall. From that day on things went downhill. My back started having pain. I wore back braces for awhile. The pain never seemed to go away.

              Then I began to experience pain and a snapping sound when I would kick my legs at dance. I went for intensive Physical therapy. I had multiple steroid injections. Those methods were no working. The doctors decided they were going to release my illiosoass tendon in both hips. In april of 2005 I had my right hip tendon released. Then in may of 2005 I had my left tendon released.  Recovery was painful but I managed it well.

              Just as I thought things were getting better in July of 2005 while at a summer camp I was rushed to the emergency room. I was laying there in enormous amount of pain but I thought It was just from the surgery. I didn’t even realize I had fallen and pasted out. The ER doctor came in and put up an X-Ray. I thought to myself he has the wrong patient because that X-ray is of a broken hip. That’s right at age 14 I had an avulsion facture of my right hip. In less technical terms it means that my muscles were so strong and my bones so weak that my own muscle pulled of the pointy part of my hip.

              I wasn’t going to let a broken hip stop me. I went back to my summer camp. I was in a wheelchair for 8 weeks and on crutches for about 2 weeks after that. I started freshman year at West Bridgewater High school in a wheelchair because my knees started to hurt because of the way I walked different from my operations. The pain then radiated to my right arm. By this point I have pain on my whole right side and no doctor can tell me why.

I have ad every scan possible and done may times. I have had to many MRI’s and X-rays to count on both hands. I have had nerve tests and bone scans. You name it I’ve done it. Nothing ever showed up on the scans that something physically could be wrong.  I bounced around from specialist to specialist at Children’s Hospital Boston. I saw back specialists, hip specialists, Knee specialists, Arm specialists; I even saw an infectious disease doctor and the rheumatology department. I finally went to one doctor who was a specialist in chronic pain. The pain team worked with me for 2 years trying different medications, injections, never blocks. Nothing gave me much relief.

One day while at the Pain Doctor I told her I was done with all of this and asked if she had another possibility to get me more help in controlling my pain levels. I struck gold that day. The doctor phoned a doctor in Children’s Hospital in Waltham. I had just turned 18 and by law that means I’m not a child. I heard the pain doctor chatting on the phone begging Waltham pain clinic to take me. They excepted me into a program called the Pediatric Pain Rehab Center (PPRC).

I spent 4 weeks there. It changed my life dramatically. The program went from 8am to 430pm. There were 3 other kids there with me. I got really close with two other girls that were around my age. It was so nice to be around other people who understood you and you’re pain. At the program there is a team that specializes in RSD treatment. There was a Doctor, Nurses, psychologists, Physical therapists(PT) and occupational therapists(OT). Every day I worked individually with each specialty. I had one on one psycho therapy, PT and OT. This was not easy at all. They made me do everything that hurt and kept me doing it. This method is used because it re- teaches the brain that it is okay to use my limbs and that nothing is physically wrong with my limbs. Because I was in school at the time I had two hours a day for school work to be done. Then in the afternoon we had group activities that complied PT and OT exercises in a fun game way with the other patients. I am truly blessed to have gotten the chance to participate in this program that altered my way of living tremendously.

Every day is a challenge to get out of bed. However through the years living with this disease, I’ve learned to not let RSD control my life. Hope goes a long way. Someday I hope I’ll wake up with no pain but if I do not it will be okay because I am alive.

Joey A.
On 10/21/2008 as I was working at Target Corporation in my team leader capacity... at around 9:30 AM a can of salmon feel out of my hands and in trying to catch it, 10 lbs of a can made my toes immovable, than about 15 min later... as I was walking to the front to tell my higher boss, another team leader did not see my left foot and accidentally ran over it with about a 200 lbs cart... causing tendonitis, ligament damage, bone damage in both of the foot and ankle on the left... I have been going to doctors ever since for the pain and variety of other things. In April 2009 I was diagnosed with RSD/CSPS by my PT, PT doctor, Neurologist and Podiatry doctor... I have tried numerous forms of treatment such as medication therapy (Cymbalta, Amitriplyene, Lyrica, Tregetol, Neurotin, which did not work), Physical Therapy (stimulation, range of motion exercises, hydrocortisone treatment, sono-o gram treatment - which keeps the muscles moving), Acupuncture (Arm, Ear, Scalp, foot and leg), TMR Treatment - new form of treatment which consists of electro-magnetic therapy, Nerve blocks (both peripheral and lumbar - lumbar did not work), Mental Therapy, Journaling, relaxation techniques and new forms of treatment.
 
The official diagnosis of the claims is now RSD since February 2010... I was also diagnosed with three bulging discs in the back, one which is narrowing on the nerve in the back... I was also diagnosed with a derangement of the medial menicus in the right knee... Also diagnosed with depression, anxiety, insomina, panic attacks, adjustment disorder...
 
Every day I try to keep a smiling face through the pain and I do not get much support from the people at home, I get a lots of support from my friends on twitter, my friends with RSD, my friends surrounding me, my lawyer and my doctors, PT, technicians... Always smiling and always positive.... Fighting this disorder with all I have in me.... trying my best every day...
 
I have set up a RSD support group on the ning network, please go and join and meet other people with RSD or to learn about what RSD is... http://www.rsdnetwork.ning.com
 
 
Its a long road, but plan on beating this disorder and living a normal life. I have now turned myself into a internet and computer entrpenteur... follow me on facebook, myspace and twitter.
 
http://www.myspace.com/joeygiggles
 

Shelia K
In "07 my RSD was in both legs mid-thigh to the toes.  I had a series of 3 nerve blocks.  The best of them i was 80% pain free for 2 days, the worst was pain relief for 4 hours.  After that, I was basically bullied by workers comp into doing the trial for the SCS.  I went into it just KNOWING that there was no way it would work.  To my utter shock, it was amazing.  I got 80% pain control.  A month later I had the  perment placement done.  I went from taking 34mg of Dilaudid a day to 4mg in 2 days.  The SCS worked very well for me for about 18 months.  After 18 months my RSD had progressed and moved into my back, which was not "covered" by the SCS.  Now I have about 10% pain control, but my RSD is both legs, my back, left arm and both hands.

I have developed other problems with it as well.  This jan I lost 12% of my body weight in a month. Pain increases my metabolism and when I hurt, I don't want to eat.  As a result, the "pocket" that the battery sits in is too large.  The battery flips and the screws that hold the wires in place have loosened up and are putting pressure on a major nerve grouping.  This causes some of the worst pain I have ever experienced.  Normally this would be an easy fix, out -patient surgery for a pocket revision.  the procedure takes about 15-20 mins max.  Unfortunately, I can't have the procedure done for at least another 6 weeks.  6 weeks ago they found 2 blood clots in my left leg that start mid-calf and go to mid thigh.  each clot is in a seperate vein.  (the blood clots were caused by complications from the RSD.)  I have to be able to be off of blood thinners for a week before I can have the revision done.

I have been on almost every pain medication with the exception of methadone and ketamine.  As far as the best one for the RSD pain, without a doubt in my mind is a new medication that is specifically made for nerve pain, neucynta.  I have probably mis-spelled it.  it came out on the market about 7 months ago, I started taking it about 6 weeks after it came out, until about 5 weeks ago.  The reason i stopped taking it is that we were planning for me to have the SCS removed and an internal pain pump put in.  The first medication my doctor puts in the pump is dilaudid, so before the insurance will approve the pain pump, i have to be on oral dilaudid for 6 weeks to show that i can "handle" the dilaudid.  Of course, this has been put off until i can be off of the blood thinners as well.


Leiana J.

I have seen so many posts on my facebook updates but really haven’t had a chance to get in touch until now, as stories go I think I am pretty rare in the world of RSD. I had five years of battling RSD, getting it diagnosed and finding a treatment that worked.

I tried everything from TENS to drug therapy, pain management courses, Gwenethadine Blocks (which worked for two days longer each time I had one), Bylateral Lumbar Sympathectomy ( winning treatment) just to name a few.

My story is somewhat remarkable as regardless of all of the research my family and I had done on treatment’s the reason I am still alive now came from my dinner lady at primary school. We all live in a small village and most people were aware of my deterioration. This wonderful lady mentioned me to her next door neighbours daughter who was visiting from Scotland; and who just happened to work for a pioneering pain management unit for children and within days I was an inpatient for three weeks for trial treatments. It wasn’t without its trials and tribulations but I was walking for the first time in four years and pain free!!!!  

The diagnosis was the toughest most traumatizing part of the whole process, being accused of being a school refuser, attention seeker, abused by my parents, CRAZY! Dreadful!! Living on a small island is also not great as there are very limited resources. I have over the last three years become less involved with RSD awareness as I have focused on my education and career but am very interested in becoming more involved in the work you guys seem to be doing


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