When Bad Decisions Catch Up
Have you ever just known something was a bad idea, but you did it anyways?
Well, I’m an idiot. For a few different reasons, actually.
I laughed after letting myself cry for a little bit, but as I mentioned last week, I had EMG nerve testing done. I was referred to said doctor for Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome (EDS),1 and walked out with three newly discovered issues and two new, unsuspected diagnoses.
Where my ignorance plays a role is that Ms. People-Pleaser, Wanna Be Super-Fit in my late teens and early twenties, lifting (too heavy) weights and carrying things by myself that were two-person jobs, feeling like I have to prove myself because why else am I built like a linebacker?-machismo bullshit only wrecked my body.
Granted, I didn’t know that being a hyper-flexible person could mean bad news, only to recently discover it’s why I have chronic pain and easily re-injure: EDS.
After the crying came laughter as I went in to one specialist for one thing, and exited with three more completely surprising things, a referral to an entirely different specialist, and aggravated nerves in my forearm, hand, and shoulder which has made an already challenging existence more so.
The next dumbass move is more acute.