Epidural injections? What happened to me can happen to you too.

If you are thinking about getting an epidural injection in your spine I ask you to watch this five minute video.

I have been living with Chronic back pain for twenty six years. Twenty five of those years due to arachnoiditis. And all because I received a mylagram the day before my laminectomy.  The surgery didn't help either. And so the pain persist. It's relentless. And there are days that I just want to scream. But I can't because it hurts too much.

The day I got that mylagram I knew something was wrong. I screamed and told the people who were administering that mylagram that something was wrong. The pressure felt like an elephant was sitting on my back. And as the table moved it only got worse. I had no idea I was going to have live with the consequences of that mylagram for the rest of my life. The technicians that administered that mylagram laughed and told me to calm down. Nice ha.

Now I live each and every day with Arachnoiditis. Living with chronic pain with no end in sight is not easy. But with an amazing pain management team I have quality of life. I'm living the best life possible. But winters are really hard on me. So we have decided to retire in Florida. There's only one problem,  Trying to find pain management in Florida.  I've been hearing horror stories about the doctors and the pharmacist. Yes I was shocked too.

 I don't want to look back in twenty years and say I should have gone to Florida.

But in order to get my dream I'm kind of stuck. If anyone is from Florida and knows a pain management doctor that's legit please send me an e-mail at aedmonds315@gmail.com.

Think about that epidural before you wind up like me. Doctors that give epidurals only care about the money. Getting any kind of injection into your spine is not worth the risk. Believe me it can happen to you too..

Life can be stressful, Ugh!

Annie Edmonds Author: It can be stressful, Ugh!: I can't believe a month ago I was walking the beaches at the Jersey shore looking for treasure. Where does the time go. And how on earth did I ever make it through.

I feel the painful winter upon us and I think, how long will I have to endure this kind of pain. Living with constant chronic pain is not easy. But living in New Jersey during the long six months of winter makes it that much harder.

Just walking outside for a few minutes is like having knives stuck into my spine and joints. I think, how much more of this can I take? My feet feel as if there are thousands of bee's stinging them. Every day I think why and for how long?  Life hasn't been kind to me. And I want to scream.

I dream of the beach and how wonderful it will be when we finally go south and my winter worries are over. Or will we be stuck here, No scratch that. I refuse to live here and torture my body any longer than I actually have too.

If I learned anything from my Dad's untimely death is was that life is way too short. And we have to live our lives the best we can. As soon as humanly possible I will get my little ass out of here.

I am much happier when I'm close to the beach. A feeling of calm comes over me and my mind and soul actually give me a feeling of peace. Its hard to explain but my body reacts to the beach much in the same way. I feel young again.

And so as I sit here finishing a blog that was half written I think to myself; Not one day longer than I have too. Not one day..

Ugg, another Jersey winter..

As I watch the leaves change I can feel that everything is dyeing outside. Winter is just around the corner and I think; "Will this be a storm filled winter or a mild one." Either way I know it will be cold.

October at the Jersey shore

As I listen to the waves crash down on the sand I feel at peace. Nothing can calm me like that sound of being at the beach. The sun keeps peeking its head through the clouds and it's actually a beautiful October day.