Thursday, December 22, 2011

Where do I start?

Hello. I'm a Pain Parent. I feel like I have so much to say to other parents who have children in chronic pain. But where do I start?

I'll keep fiddling with this blog until I figure out a way to post a timeline of my daughter's pain. We'll call her Harriet. She got a migraine on July 17, 2010 that has never stopped. Never ever. Excruciating pain, nausea, and sensitivity to light and sound every day and every night for almost a year and a half now.

We've seen neurologists by the dozen, chiropractors, physical therapists, counselors, pain psychologists, an otolaryngologist and a naturopathic doctor. Three hospitalizations, horrific medical procedures and a list of meds as long as your arm. Nothing touches Harriet's pain. (We are now on the trail of a possible new diagnosis and solution, but more about that later.)

During this journey, I've met a few other Pain Parents. It seems we're all having a similar experience. Doctors try a few things, get stumped, and then say it's depression or it's for attention. Then they tell you this is just "your life now." Never mind the child screaming in pain and pulling her own hair in agony. Never mind the basketball-playing, cross country-running, martial-arts-medal-winning kid who has had to give up everything to sit in a dark room alone with her pain.

No one tells you how to care for a child with chronic pain. No one tells you what to try next. And no one tells you how to handle it when your child begs, "Mom, it hurts SO BAD, please help me!" ... and you have nothing left to try.

And let's not forget the healthy kids in the family - we also have to make sure we're parenting them, too.

My heart breaks for the other Pain Parents out there, but I am so thankful for the ones I've gotten to know throughout this experience. If you have a child in chronic pain, YOU ARE NOT ALONE. There are other parents out there struggling not to cry when it's a three-month wait for an appointment with another specialist, putting on a brave face when the umpteenth prescription fails to help, and doing our best not to assault unfeeling receptionists and medical "professionals" who see no urgency in the fact that a child is hurting.

Email me any time for a shoulder. I may ask the same of you! Together I hope we'll be a little stronger than when we're alone.

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