Non-scale Victories & Other Weight Loss Miracles

June 27, 2008

“My Arm’s Not Working!”

Filed under: Adventures & Misadventures — Tags: , — Carol @ 6:05 pm

Okay, so my left forearm and half my left hand are still all numb and tingly. Makes typing and putting on makeup loads of fun! Actually, I’m pretty surprised that my typing hasn’t been a lot worse. I guess it’s because I’m a touch typist, so as long as I can move my fingers to the right keys, it doesn’t matter if I can feel them or not.

So, long story short on the trip to the doc… She checked my reflexes and had me hold first my thumb and ring finger together while she tried to pull them apart, then my thumb and middle finger, and then my thumb and index finger, and she couldn’t pull any of them apart. So, she said my reflexes and my strength were good. She explained that sometimes a muscle injury can cause the nerve(s) near it to get inflamed, and when that happens, everything on that nerve’s path is effected. So, just like I could feel the pain from my muscle spasm down my arm, so too, it would be the same with the numbess. The first thing we’re doing is a course of anti-inflammatory for the nerve inflammation, and a muscle relaxant for the spasm. If it’s not improving by Monday, I’m to call her and then she’ll have me meet with the Pain Management specialist in their office, and some possible physical therapy.

The best though, was that she then asked how I was doing otherwise, and told me that I looked great. Now, I don’t know about anyone else, but when your doctor says you look great, I think that’s a pretty good sign that you’re doing something right! I told her that I had joined Weight Watchers back in November, and quit smoking, and she was really supportive.

So, now I get to use one of my favorite lines that my niece once said when she was around 3 years old. She was tired and cranky, and we were putting her in her car seat, and trying to get her to put her arm through the seatbelt. She looked at me and said “I can’t. My arm’s not working!” Well, my sister and I just looked at each other, and my sister said “Don’t you just hate it when that happens?” Needless to say, we both totally lost it, and to this day (my niece is now 10), anytime someone is being a bit ummm… dramatic, my sister and I will look at each other and say “My arm’s not working!” And of course, that was the first thing I said when my sister answered the phone after my doctor’s visit. I just couldn’t resist!


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