And what happened

So, I did my exam (which I didn't ace because let's be honest, I haven't been great).
At least its over! (until I have to repeat the subject)

So, what was this super bad news I was referring to?

Well, as you may or may not know, I have had severe to moderate nerve pain since January-ish.

Electric blue is the damn nerve pain. Red is the subsequent muscle pain. Yellow is Hades' cat hair, he didn't cause the pain, he is just trying to help.

I went to a neurologist that my doctor recommended. This doctor foolishly said "They will be able to solve your problem. It will be run of the mill for them." and I like a damn fool believed him.

Through the neurologist, I found out:

1) I have an inflamed nerve originating from the C7 verterbrae.
2) I have muscular atrophy in my right arm.
3) I have lost the reflex in my right triceps tendon.
4) I had a MRI and it showed no compression/physical abnormality.

That last one sounds great... until you realise that means that surgery is not an option.

The medication doesn't work and my only hope for a real cure was surgery.

Like if Princess Leia's message never reached Obi Wan because he was dead and R2-D2 blew up.

There is nothing they can do for me. I only have pain ahead of me.
They say it usually resolves itself. But that could be months. That can mean years.

I was devastated. I stayed in bed for a week after that appointment and didn't go to work. (My work was really understanding about it.)

Now days I have tried to reset to a new 'normal'. I hate thinking about the future, I have to keep it to a week at a time or I get too sad (although something great is coming up for me in July). 
Some days are good, recently it has been playing up again.
I take Valium to ease the pain after my night walking (I can't live in a world without walking), but that can't be used too much without losing effectiveness.
I am currently covered in Deep Heat Arthritis strength.

My current plans for my gamy arm include:

- Acupuncture (first session today, it feels pretty good right now).
- Creating and proposing a pain medication cycle that will reduce the risk of addiction and loss of effectiveness. I don't know if my doctor would be open to that, but he is usually pretty receptive to new ideas.
- Find a muscular masseur (preferably brunette) and marry him.
- Trick people into rubbing my shoulders (dressing like a cat may help with this plan).

This post is long and sad, so lets cheer it up a bit:

This is Seamus and Angus. They are on Instagram and are amazing.

Better!

Also, if you want to help, post a comment of something that makes you happy :)