or the days leading up, if it took a while. I’ll go first but I’m not good at being brief.
At 13, when I started high school, I began getting a chronic bothersome ache between my shoulder blades. It bothered me most in the morning when I woke up, enough that I asked not to go to school. In the afternoon, I also struggled to stay comfortable in my seat because my school had a hard wooden chairs.
My mom took me to my family doctor many times, but she often brushed it off as growing pains, pain caused from a heavier school bag, and even said maybe I was just a whiner. She prescribed Advil and Tylenol, which did not work. I was sent to physiotherapy, which did not help either.
Finally, at 16, I had an appointment at the Shriners Hospital. They took an x-ray and diagnosed me the same day. I had mild scoliosis, an S-curve, and something about 27 degrees. When they showed my x-ray, I felt my stomach drop. It was the most terrifying thing I had ever seen at that moment. It looked like my spine was a complete S, and I immediately panicked and thought I would need immediate surgery.
They told me I was too old for bracing as I was done growing, and said I couldn’t come back for another annual appointment because I would be 18. We asked what I could do for pain, and they said do whatever makes you feel better. Today I am 38, and take horse doses of Dilaudid and amitriptyline to manage my pain.