Hello fellow posters. My name is Rahferd Norman, and like the rest of you, suffer from chronic neck and back pain. Perhaps I should give a detailed post as to how I aquired this forsaken disease.
My line of work used to be in Sheet Metal/HVAC construction. I was rather good at my job, and gave it a lot of effort. When I started this line of work, I weighed 250 lbs. After 6 months (Started in June 2001) I lost 50 lbs and felt really good about myself. It was very labor intensive; having to climb ladders all day, lift heavy materials ect. I was a very fast paced worker simply b/c I was trying to earn my keep if you will. I done this line of work for 4 years and enjoyed it. I've only worked for two companies, the first was the biggest plumbing/heating contractor in the state to my knowledge. I left that company and aspired to work for another for more money & hours. I got exactly what I wanted...
Just 3 months into my new workplace, I suffered a neck injury. It happened on July 15th, 2004. Two gentlemen were handing me a rather heavy piece of equipment. I was positioned in a platform lift and proceeded to grab the equipment. While the two men were struggling to handle it, I reached outside the lift and helped them position it on top of the lift handle bars. The length of the Air Handler was maybe a few inches longer than the width of the lift, so I had to be sure to position it right, or it would have fell and could have possibly been damaged. I was a rather strong man at the time, working out with weights 3 times a week. I felt like the Air Handler was little for me to lift, so I grabbed it and started to slide it on the lift's bars. As I done this, I did strain some, turned my neck to the right and upwards, and immedietely heard a loud pop or crack in my neck, sorta like when you pop your knuckles or when joints pop. I didn't feel any pain or discomfort during the rest of the work day. I did tell the person in charge of the job what happened.
I drove home, jumped in the shower after work, and soon as I began to dry off, I felt a huge burning sensation in my neck, radiating from my neck to the top of my shoulders. I live an hour away from the company, so I had to call in work very early the following morning and told them what had happened. They said I needed to see the company doctor. Well since it was thursday, and I was hurting immensly, I just told them I would come back to work on Monday since I couldn't drive at the time. Over the weekend, I felt a little better and did go into work on Monday. I worked that day and didn't hold back my work speed. That afternoon, I went to the company doctor, had an X-Ray, and was told I had a herniation between C5-C6. They said I would have to have an MRI to further confirm the diagnosis. Was prescribed Loratab, Naproxen Sodium, and Flexeril. I took the meds as indicated, then 2 days later, went to get an MRI. I did indeed have a herniation and was rather shocked. So I was referred to a neruosurgeon, one of only 11 in the state of Mississippi.
He tested my mobility, reflexes ect., and prescribed some more pain meds, and physical therapy. I done physical therapy for 3 months while on workers compensation. At the end of the 3rd month, my fiance' and I found out that we were gonna have a baby. We were excited, but at the same time, I was scared and immedietely wanted to go back to work to save up money b/c workers compensation in the state of Mississippi is only 2/3's of your gross. So I went back October 4th, which was on a Monday, and worked a full hard day, without any limitations. However, before lunchtime, I was on top of a 12 foot ladder on the 10th step, installing fire dampers in the duct systems. As I was pushing the damper inside a block wall, I flinched and my neck began to hurt even more than I had experienced the first time. I then went to the job forman and told him what had happened. He then looked at me with disbelief and began to have this scoul look on his face. He called someone from the shop to come pick me up on the job, and then when I got back to the shop, I went back to the neurosurgeon. The nurse there got upset at me for not calling in and setting up an apointment, but told me to sit down and wait. I waited for around 3 hours, then went back to a room. Waited there for another hour, and finally saw Dr. Thomas Edward Cullom III (neurosurgeon). Told him what had happened and he said that was to be expected. I told him that it was worse than before. When I entered P.T., I had a pain scale of 7.5 out of 10. That day, I told him it was a 9-9.5 out of 10. He then issued a limited work schedule for me to follow, and I then left his office, went back to the shop, and put the piece of paper on the desk of the Project Manager overseeing jobs. I came back to work Tuesday, and worked with a limited load. I didn't put out as much what I could use to. I felt ashamed and tried to hide my injury. Worked the rest of the week up until Friday morning. On Fridays, we get paid, and as I went to go get my check, I asked the Project Manager about getting more hours. He told me to go outside. While he followed me, he had this look on his face that I've never seen before b/c I've never been fired from a job. He told me that the company didn't need me anymore. I was furious at the time. I told him that was wrong and said I was still hurt. He said "Sorry but we don't need you anymore."
I didn't know what to do. So I went to go file unemployment and lived off of that for 2 months. In the meantime, my car broke down and I didn't have a way to go. My fiance' was in college at the time and lived in the dorms. So I had to wait until she got out on Dec 14th and asked her to drive me back to the doctor. By this time, unemployment was turned off, and we were expecting a baby. We were really in a rut and seemed like life was getting the best of us. Went back to the doctor, and he after a few weeks later confirmed that I was still injured from the job and put me back on workers compensation. But that didn't take effect (as in get a check) until Jan. 15th I believe. But before the 15th, something also happened that just put us in shock...
My wife went into labor at 23 weeks. We were told that the baby would have a 50/50 chance of survial either vaginally or C-section. They put her on steriods to help develop the baby's lungs, and we stayed in the hospital a week. On December 31st, 2004, our first baby was brought into the world. Weighing at 1 pound, 7 ounces, he wasn't much to look at. He had to stay in NICU for 3 and a half months. But now he is such a miracle, as I will explain further as leading up to surgery.
After the doc put me back on workers compensation, he basically gave me two choices: steriod shots or surgery. Told me that it would be ok if I took some time with my wife to talk about it. We talked about it, and decided it was best 2 days later to go ahead with the surgery. But before this, I had to get a mylogram, which was God awful, and something I cannot recall the name of, but it was similar to shocks and impulses that were fed into my spine to see where the nerve pain was originally. I hated those tests

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So after all the tests and diagnosis, we opted for surgery. On Janurary 31st, I went under the knife for cervical fusion. Stayed in the hospital overnight, and was released the next day. I had so much pain after surgery, which was to be expected. My wife had to go get a job as the workers compensation wasn't enough to pay the bills. If it was close to what my Net income was while I was working, she wouldn't have had to get a job.
I was bed/chair ridden for I think 6 weeks. Then afterwards, I did P.T. for another 7 months. Mighy long time for P.T. as I was told; they had never had a prescription for P.T. that long! I done this 3 times a week for 7 months. All the while trying to ride in a car to see our baby boy in the hospital. This was heart breaking for the both of us. But after 3 and a half months, our boy got to come home. We were overjoyed!
He was my inspiration during all of this. He had fought for his life at such an early age. I am so proud of him and thank God for allowing him to live and put joy in our lives. Me taking care of him was tough though. I had to fight neck pain and spasms while being "Mr. Mom". This is another story that I hope I can post maybe at a later date if you readers are getting bored with my long post :S.
So after 7 months of P.T. with no results, I was released from them and the doc told me to come in every 3 weeks for an X-Ray. Done this for I think three times, and was finally released and he ordered me to see a pain specialist. I am awaiting a call to get an apointment set up at this time. Also, workers compensation had ordered a 2nd opinion from an independent doctor for his diagnosis of the situation. Basically, he coudln't treat me as a doctor and I couldn't be a patient. Kinda weird, but I understood the circumstance.
It is best to tell you all what I am experiencing now. I cannot turn my neck nearly as much what I could before the surgery. The muscle that connects to my neck from my shoulder that is on top is always stiff and sore, following a burning sensation. I have been on all kinds of pain meds, ranging from Tramadol, to Oxycotin. I recently was hospitalized for lower back pain. Had an MRI there and I have 2 buldges, but wasn't told which specific areas. I was prescribed Tylox and Methacarbamol for that instance.
I still hurt just as much as before surgery to this day. I am very limited as to what I can do as far as labor goes. I do also have C.T.S. a lot and wake up often with my arms and hands going numb. I basically do not know what to do about the situation, as it has put a severe clasp on me and my family. My wife and I haven't been getting along lately. We going to counseling this Wenesday and I hope we can resolve our differences. I do have trouble coping with the situation, and was put on Cymbalta for agression problems. Before all of this nasty pain and discomfort, I was a happy free spirited person that enjoyed life. Now I cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel and I'm rather frustrated and upset at myself.
I wish I could get a steady supply of pain meds, as they helped out a lot. But it might seem as I do not need them; having an addiction if you will. But one cannot be addicted to something if one really needs it, and I had a huge problem getting meds from the surgeon. I would like to talk to you men and women about your situations and compare/contrast them, and I hope some wisdom can be shared. Thank you all for reading, and God bless.