Musings of a hypercondriac #3

(I’ve had a bad day, so this is kind of like a “putting all rant energy into a post” kind of thing) This injury isn’t really anything bone but, more head and neck injury.

In grade 6, I was playing a netball match and I was playing Wing Attack. The first half went badly and we were losing. So sad. Anyway, the first whistle of the second half was when I was struck. Particularly by a netball, the girl hit it straight into my forehead and my head like, flug backwards.

I carried on the game like nothing happened but by the end of the game, I was feeling a little dazed and dizzy, so my mom told me to go to the netball coach who also happened to be a nurse. She did the usual “how many fingers am I holding up” thing. I was like, “No, I’m all chilled” and replied with a solid “3.” Hmm…

I ended up having a case of whiplash and a concussion. It was slightly painful to say the least.

(Slightly shorter post today but all my ‘creative energy’ is dead. Why are exams so cruel!?)

Let your feelings out dear daisies,

Jess xx


Musings of a hypercondriac #2

Okay, so this isn’t really a broken bone, more like a muscle problem.

Around the end of 2011, I got those dreadful jail-like accesories called braces. It was all going well, nice straight teeth until I reached the 6 month milestone. I started to get excruciating pain in my ear/jaw/tooth.

I went to the doctor and he told me I had an ear infection, so i went through with my daily livelihood but the pain just wasn’t going away. So a month later, pain and all, I went to camp. It was a good bonding camp for the grade but, I was only there for the first day since my “ear infection” was too painful to handle.

The next day, we took a journey to another doctor to see what the problem was and he told me to see and ENT. My mom called bullsh*t and off we went to another doctor. This time, we got told that it wasn’t actually my ear. It was my jaw. From them bloody braces.

He told me that I have a thing called TMJD (Temporomandibular joint dysfunction, google it). At that moment, the heavens opened and light was shone with little baby cherubs singing in the background.

Unfortunately, nothing can be done about this since it is a relatively under researched field. So he simply told me that I have to go to physio and just bare it.

I eventually got my braces off but the orthodontist wasn’t happy that it was perfect but apparently it was perfection or a jaw operation. (That rhymes… kind of)

After hectic stress of the end of year exams and other drama, I developed Cervicogenic Headaches as a side effect to the strain my neck and jaw was put under. These headaches also cause migraines and they were also like the sister of the migraine which weren’t the best during exams.

We went to the doctor for the headaches and he prescribed me some muscle relaxants and painkillers. I still take the muscle relaxants as well as go to physio but hopefully it’s getting better.

When there’s perpetual pain, go see a doctor my dear daisies,                                                   (Don’t be a hypochondriac though…)

Jess xxskull_large

Musings of a hypercondriac #1

Injuries are what I’m known for.

Could be a wrist, ankle, jaw,  you never know. These types of aches are a common occurrence when you’re an unfit netball player. Who needs exercise when you have your trusty ice pack?

Well… most of these injuries are a resulted of THAT sport. It’s probably getting back at me for being lazy.

Anyway, the first injury I have ever endured was in grade 5, I was nine. One friday afternoon, it was the beginning of a sunny netball practice (who puts sport on a friday?) and I happened to walk through the gate at the exact time that this girl thought it would be a good time to throw a netball at my legs and hope for the best.

I attempted to catch this horrid ball but during the time I “tripped” over this girl’s foot. It ended with me on the floor of the court with a sore ankle and (carpet?) burn. The teacher was like “Since it’s not swollen, it must be fine” and told me just to sit out for precaution.

At the end, she told me that it started going purple and suggested that I get ice and go to the doctor. My friend helped me to hop to the reception area of school to get ice. When my mom went to the court to fetch me, she was told that I hurt my ankle.

I guess my mom’s thought process was “If she can get ice, she’s fine,” well that sooo wasn’t the case. She made a doctors appointment just to entertain me. She made me walk into the doctor’s rooms. Nice one mom.

The doctor I saw was one of those old school ones that wears those white lab coats. When I hobble in, the guy says “What’s the problem, a sore throat?” With that, I went for X-rays and discovered I had a broken ankle. I went to get my cast and they advised me to get crutches, I felt like saying “No hey, I’m just going to walk on my cast.” Sassy Jess was released.

We went to find crutches and went home. I spent 6 weeks in that horrid cast in summer with it itching my leg to death but that the daisies for rulers.

Don’t injure yourselves, dear daisies

Jess xx