Hello all.
As I have previously mentioned I was thrown for a loop when I was hit on the 16th of Novemeber with TN which at the time I ascribed to dental pain. (I have not had dental work done for years and years by the way.) As another member mentioned, I have been very lucky to have been diagnosed so quickly.
Yesterday I was getting ready for a meeting and my mouth started feeling "funny." On top of that I had just been telling my husband that I thought I was getting to point where I may begin to tell If I am going to have attacks. Being so new however, and in a state of denial thinking each attack will most likely be my last, I ignored the possible signs. A couple of minutes later "BAM WHAM KABOOM."
I had already taken the Carbamazepine my neuro doctor prescribed. 200 mg 2 x per day. (When I had the last bout that took me to the hospital and they didn't do anything for me except a prescription of 10 pills of Naproxen which the ER doctor from last night and the Neuro guy today laughed at.)
So any way, yesterday afternoon my mouth started to feel funny. I kept thinking I was imaging things. Hell no. Not wanting to take a chance though I shouted to my husband to get me another Carbamazepine. My neuro had told me to up the dosage to 3 if I got the attacks and go to 4 if that didn't help. Then he said if I had to go over 4 go to the ER. Well the attacks just kept coming and the Naproxen didn't do a thing. So toy dog duck in my mouth to bite on off we went to the hospital again. This time things went a little different.
Earlier in the day I had prepared the form that Red has drawn up, a medical history form I found on the web, and the picture I drew of the pain. When we got to the hospital I had my husband drop me off so he could park the car, I didn't want to waste any time, and I went in an pretty much about threw the papers at the registration people. I still had the darn duck in my mouth. I don't know anyone else has done with these papers but they sure did the trick for me. I didn't have to wait to be seen at all. This time, instead of a PA only I had nurses, doctor, techs, etc. They put a port in my arm. It took 3 doses over a few hours but I finally did not feel my mouth. They also gave me IV doses of Prednisone and something for nausea.
There was discussion between the ER doctor and the doctor who was on call from the neurology department and the doctor in charge of admitting. I begged to be admitted. I just couldn't bear the thought of going home without something that would help with the attacks. I was admitted thankfully. I was given more anti-inflamitory and Dilaudid was the pain medication.
I was told the next morning, about 6:45 today that I would be staying until they figured everything out......NOT. As it was I had to wait 3 hours for all my bipolar meds. Turns out one of them had to be hand delivered from the main hospital for goodness sake.
The morning PA and Nurse had never heard of TN which probably has something to do with the fact that they kept referring to me as a TMJ patient. I had to correct them numerous times and finally asked if they knew anything about TN. They did not and I may have indicated they should read up on it before attmpting to talk to patients about conditions they are not knowlgeable about.
It does not help my cause either that I am a "terrible" patient. Excuse the hell out of me if I want more than 5 minutes or something fully explained. A doctor from the neurology practice came to see me and after complimenting me on my picture proceeded to turn into an ass. He told me he had disagreed with the ER doctor from the night shift about admitting me he also said that I had a benign case. What exactly is a benign case, I didn't really have time to ask because he said "I'm in a hurry now."
I have looked up benign TN and the only things I see are about benign tumors and such. SO the thought I had, which was my case is not important isn't necessarily the case? Longer story short...
I reached my own dr.( by the way if you are a patient in the hospital I was in you are not allowed to have the drs. answering service call you back. It must be the nurse who calls or one of the other hospital drs.. However, it can be your husband. Crazy!) and it was more comforting to speak directly to him and not through a bunch of other people. I told him what had been said and he gave me instructions on upping my Carbamazepine by 1/2 4 x per day while taking my Prednisdone. He also said to call tomorrow, Monday and reschedule my appointment for asap and not wait until January.
So now I am home, worrying about the next attack. I really ADMIRE those of you who have managed to stay alive with this condition.
Regards,
Phoebe (And as I said, the medical info & pic DID work.)