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Have been thinking quite a bit about myofascial adhesions, and my history of muscle/orthopedic injuries.
It is a sobering picture as I look back; the severity of my leg injuries seems kinda like a road map or history of my trauma and abuse. And how the whole thing effected me. Including the amazing levels (or layers) or denial.
It appears my legs sustained a serious repetitive use injury in the mid/late 90's - I had a "grand daddy" muscle spasm lock-up in the left leg. It was horrendous. Had to get a house call by my doc, who came and gave me a muscle relaxant injection. Unreal pain, leg was super inflamed and tender to touch.
So, I would say my life has been effected by CMP for at least 15+ years. I am in truth a chronic pain sufferer, and have been for quite some time. Pain management has become (in truth) my real lifestyle; it becomes so much clearer when one realizes what's going on.
Looking back, and especially when viewed through the veil of denial, it has been kinda overwhelming. I would say, looking back and maybe more clearly seeing my life, and all the suffering I blocked out, is very hard. The "good life" I tried to put together for myself - in my mind - seems like a desperate attempt at creating something descent, out of a near total wreck.
This clarity is very painful for me now.
It is a sobering picture as I look back; the severity of my leg injuries seems kinda like a road map or history of my trauma and abuse. And how the whole thing effected me. Including the amazing levels (or layers) or denial.
It appears my legs sustained a serious repetitive use injury in the mid/late 90's - I had a "grand daddy" muscle spasm lock-up in the left leg. It was horrendous. Had to get a house call by my doc, who came and gave me a muscle relaxant injection. Unreal pain, leg was super inflamed and tender to touch.
So, I would say my life has been effected by CMP for at least 15+ years. I am in truth a chronic pain sufferer, and have been for quite some time. Pain management has become (in truth) my real lifestyle; it becomes so much clearer when one realizes what's going on.
Looking back, and especially when viewed through the veil of denial, it has been kinda overwhelming. I would say, looking back and maybe more clearly seeing my life, and all the suffering I blocked out, is very hard. The "good life" I tried to put together for myself - in my mind - seems like a desperate attempt at creating something descent, out of a near total wreck.
This clarity is very painful for me now.