I did eventually get things sorted out with my meds, although it took another discussion with another receptionist who evidently still got it wrong but thankfully Dr Godwin picked it when signing and rang me to check what was supposed to be having.
I’ve had a few weeks on etoricoxib now and that seems to be going fine, and it is so much easier to manage with not having to take it with meals and time it right for when I can take other meds. I’ve also spent the last week only taking 150mg of pregabalin twice a day. I think I’m doing ok with it. I definitely feel like I’m not having the same problems concentrating (although I’m juggling so many things at the mo, I’m not sure I can necessarily judge that correctly). I’ve been getting more nerve issues in my right foot and ankle again in the evenings and at night, but then my new wellies created a massive blister on my ankle. Of course I didn’t feel it happening so it was red raw by the time I took my sock off and realised it need treating. Whilst not feeling the pain of the blister itself, it significantly heightens the hypersensitivity, so now, even with a blister plaster on it, anything touching it sets my nerves off. I’ve got a follow up with Dr Gutteridge on Monday, so will discuss it with him then.
I took Bertie out this morning, somewhat later than normal as I actually got a decent night’s sleep. I decided to venture through the small woods to one of the fields for him to have a ball chase. The path is quite narrow and slopes from side to side around tree stumps etc, which has been putting me off going there on my own for quite a while, but sometimes you have to just go for it. The sideways slopes definitely throw me off, but stopping, preparing and breathing, as advised by the psychologist definitely help. The thing I still can’t get to grips with is any kind of slip. I’ve bought a decent pair of wellies now with good grip, but even so on the mud and leaves I was still having the occasional small slide, and I never feel in control, like my body doesn’t know what to do to stop sliding. It’s not caused me to fall over, and probably doesn’t mean I slide any more than anyone else would, I just don’t feel in control of what is happening to me, and it feels like I’m really on luck and nature to stop me. I think the main thing though is that I didn’t come a cropper, and hopefully will feel a bit more confident about taking him round there, or to similar places, in the future.
In other news, I’m now officially registered as disabled with Hampshire County Council. Not a big deal, but a couple of things have cropped up that might have happened differently had I been registered previously.