
Originally Posted by
shepardG
Oh so quick update on me:
I was in afghan when the covo hit, and May rolled around and I was doing some work around the camp and I tweeked my neck wrong and herniated my c6-c7, took it easy the next day (no gym), next day did legs and went light, next day felt good enough to do chest/arms, and I tried to go to sleep and I couldn't feel my arm. pain got worse, went to the med-facility (contractors can't be seen by US medical personel, they have a "contractor clinic") and they were out of every single medicine. They x-ray'd it, and doc was like, you need an MRI, I can tell something is wrong by the way the bones are sitting but you need an MRI. I sat for 4 weeks with no treatment until they snuck me and another guy out on a Special forces bird to FT. Bragg, NC.
At this point, this whole fiasco is workers comp, but I don't realize the way healthcare in america works (i've been sheltered by being in/around the military for the last 17 years.) So i go see a nuro surgeon after my PCM sends me to get an MRI, and dude is like, yeah this whole thing is fucked, you need surgery. I've blown out disks before, (before I went to Afghan back in '11) and this was something different, so I knew he wasn't shitting me.
I say make it so, and he schedules the surgery for 3 weeks from that day (June 29th)
So that's a Monday, the FRIDAY before that monday, My mom and dad are up to help take care of Ty and I'm on the phone with Workers Comp (WC) and I'm like yeah so this surgery blah blah blah, and she's like... What surgery??? after some intense back and forth It becomes apparent that the Neurosurgery clinic billed my Tricare, They instantly approved it, and everything was good, but what they were supposed to do was send it to WC which they didn't know, cause I didn't tell them, cause I didn't know I needed to. So i'm on Oxy and Tizadine for the last 4 weeks, and i'm like so ... what the fuck is gonna happen now???
Que 4 more months of Opiates, pointless re-hab, and spinal steroidal injections that don't do shit. Finally, (and WC is paying me 80% of my salary mind you) They approve the surgery, and I go under the knife on November 6th. 8 weeks of being in a neck brace, not able to pick up my son, and put on dilauded cause my Oxy tolerance was through the roof already (I was taking 40-50mg a day)
So i'm out of the brace now, got a wicked awesome scar on my neck, can't look up very well anymore, but I'm doing alright now. Was a shitty time on top of a shitty time 2020. THE WORST PART? I hit 450x3 on my back squat, and 365x4 on my Bench. I was in beast mode 2 weeks before the injury. I can't squat or DL for 12 more months, and I can't "lift" anything over my 50% so basically, I'm going to do cardio and abs. They took me off of Test and put me on Clomid, but It sorta sucks. My erections are garbage, my sex drive in general is horrid, and I don't think it's helping me in the way that Test-cyp was. And I was only taking like 70mg split twice a week, when i finally came off it. I think Test and HCG will be my way forward, but i'll be doing it with his advice.
Anyway pics incoming