So I mentioned, very briefly and a while ago, in my post Burn Out that I have a lovely bone spur growing on the tip of my shoulder blade. Well, for whatever reason the accursed thing is growing at a rate I didn’t know bone could grow at. I first noticed the spur, without realizing what it was in high school, when I was about fifteen or sixteen. At the time it was just a small tingle I would get, there and gone in a moment, and barely noticeable. Somewhat annoying perhaps, but nothing to be concerned about. Unfortunately in the last six months things have changed. First it was just that the tingling sensation came more frequently, then the area of tingling grew until it was the size of a spread open hand above the shoulder blade. A bit concerning, but when I realized I could manage it with yoga I wasn’t too worried. Yesterday I opened at work and things changed yet again, I haven’t been able to go to yoga in some time (I’m going tomorrow come hell or high water), and tingling transformed into outright pain. A deep ache that ranks about a five or six (on a scale of ten), and that was less than pleasant. It’s not all that bad, I’ve certainly had worse, but it isn’t fun and more importantly it seems to suggest that it’s beginning to do serious damage to the muscles in my back. There’s also a strong likelihood that it’s beginning to damage a nerve back there, thus the tingling. I’m also getting some serious swelling going on. I went to work again today, fully expecting it to be a most unpleasant experience. Which it was, but it was both worse and better than yesterday. On one hand the pain spiked to a seven and stayed there most of the night, on the other seven is evidently where my body draws the line and sends out the endorphins in full force, allowing me to stay in a functional fuzziness where the pain, while still unpleasant, was distant.
It’s looking like I’m going to have to get surgery to have the bloody thing removed. I’ll know more on Tuesday, when I see the doc and will likely get an x-ray. I have no fondness and even less trust for Western medicine. It has not been kind to me or mine in the past. So it is not an admission I’m comfortable with, but I know of no alternatives for dealing with this.