So here is the terrifying moment of the day: at around 6 a.m. this morning, I woke up on my left side (my RSD side). Last night, I figured I could try to lie on that side to give my right side a break. (I admit I think in weird ways).
So I wake up, and I CANNOT feel my right arm. At all. Like it’s not there anymore. I started FREAKING out. I began to yell and I woke Dave up. Then I started banging my left arm around to try to find the other arm and all I felt was this cold thing (in my sleepiness, I thought it was a fish?!? What the?!). That cold thing was my right arm. I couldn’t lift it, move it – nothing. So Dave started patting it, trying to warm my arm up. He said it felt cold. For a second I couldn’t feel anything, then it all started to come back.
I wish I could say that that was the first and only time that it happened. But I can’t. It’s probably the third. Something is definitely wrong with my right arm.
I am sick over it. But I have to deny it because I have all that I can handle right now. Ugh.
Peace and painlessness,