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Next self diagnosis: very painful bone spur on my elbow

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As promised.

Because I had screaming blood curdling back pain from injury, The only position that lessened my pain was horizontal — lying down.

It’s hard to get much done in that position. I had to do some writing and also paperwork and was forced to lean, propped up on my elbow. I suspect that the many many moths of leaning on my elbow caused the very painful bone spur to develop. Just accidentally bumping it against anything caused excruciating pain.

Because I had a cheapskate HMO, I was not able to even get standard imaging of my back injury — they might as well have given my the finger. I also had intestinal pain for months. Both unaddressed, untreated. I also had severely dry eyes (exquisitely painful). The last thing I was about to do was to drive to the useless HMO clinic and have them fumble the diagnosis of a bone spur on my elbow. It would have taken them six weeks and an act of Congress to even get a simple x-

ray and diagnosis. Who know what they might have recommended (if anything) for treatment. Because of my other FULL TIME painful issues (severe back pain from injury, intestinal pain, very very dry eyes), the bone spur on my olecranon seemed like the least of my problems and I was too incapacitated to do much about it. It hurt like a son of a gun, however.

Self diagnosis. I was positive it was a bone spur. (These do not kill anyone, but they might make those so afflicted commit mass murder. 🤭 I endured the bone spur for perhaps a year.

One day I was was in my office and had to open the roof window. I climbed up on one of those short folding wooden painters’ ladders. Because of the fierce back pain, I didn’t have the best balance. I fell off the ladder and crashed to the pine floor — right smack on the elbow with the bone spur. No one was home, but it would not have mattered. I let forth the most obscene rant-scream and as I’d opened the roof window, I’m sure every crow, hawk, rabbit and raccoon heard me.

I limped back to bed, maybe I went for ice. THAT was The End of that pesky bone spur! Much easier than struggling with my junky HMO and getting short stay surgery. Stroke of good luck (finally) if not genius. I highly recommend that approach to removing a bone spur. It never gave me any problems thereafter. I’m confident that if the law allowed, I could set up my own bone spur obliteration clinic.

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