Tough Weekend

My weekend was a little rough. Not so much for me, but for my Mom. About two weeks ago, she began to complain of sciatic pain. Generally, this is pain that starts in your lower back or hip and shoots down your ass and into your leg. It's a pretty classic sign that you have bulging disc or some other spine alignment problem.

She went to see one of the quacks where she lives. The promptly gave her a colonoscopy (or as Mom puts it, "they shoved a light bulb in my ass") and did a cat scan of her abdomen and pelvis. Diagnosis? Cellulitis. Basically they looked at the areas where they had given her shots in the ass and decided she had inflammation there. The morons correlated this with her back pain.

Friday night she said she couldn't take the pain anymore. They had given her some demerol to take, but it wasn't helping at all. My cousin brought her to my town the next morning and she went to the emergency room at the hospital where I work. They gave her some steroids and a prescription for more demerol. Most of Saturday morning she sat on the couch and rocked and whimpered because she was in so much pain. I finally took it upon myself to count the amount of demerol she had left and after determining that she had enough to make it until she saw an orthopedist today, I convinced her to double her dosage. She was comfortable most of Sunday and I'm gonna take her to her appointment today. I hope they can come up with a better plan of care than "sticking a light bulb in her ass."