I used my last personal day for this year today. I decided I’d be a gentle activist for my own interest. I spent five hours on the phone, one hour in a doctor’s office, and few minutes at the pharmacy. Each conversation granted me a little more of the clarity I needed to go forward. My visit to my family doctor as a walk-in was very fruitful. I just showed up there and called upon their compassion to fit me in. Thank God they did!
I still will be waiting until late January to see the spine specialist. In the meantime, I have a prescription for Gabapentin to dampen the nerve pain that has worn me down into depression. Sciatic pain is oddly parallel to labor pain in one way. Each has a beginning where one thinks this is not so bad, and I am tough enough to handle this. Then eventually a door is opened where reason cannot enter. You’ve had enough. Screw any sensible information to the contrary.
I didn’t want to spend the next six weeks slipping in and out of that irrational state with each flair of sciatic pain. Thank God I don’t have to endure that now.