In both cases it's the stomach poking through the diaphragm into the chest. In your case it pokes through, and withdraws later. In my case half my stomach is on the wrong side and is snuggling with my lungs. I've got a metaphor for the first fleet in my chest (thankfully without the deaths).
Sounds nasty, Dave. Yours, that is. Mine not so bad. Yet, anyway. I don't need anything else right now. *Sigh*
It's not so bad. Apart from a bit of gastro and the occasional acid reflux, it's pretty much deal able atm. And it's not painful, like the back, the hands, etc. Honestly of all that's wrong with me, It's the least annoying for now.
Backs are difficult. I had mine well managed until the damn hospital stint, now have to work on regaining my posterior chain strength to support it. Had episode after hospital where I could not get up off the myotherapy table. I think myotherapist was more scared than I was!
Ow yours sounds way worse than mine Robyn! Glad you've got it under control now though.
Not quite back to where I like it, but nearly there. Need a couple more weeks of strength training.
Great news! I'm told mine's not fixable except via (more) surgery that could leave me paralysed below the waist if anything went awry. I'll take back pain over not being able to climb the stairs to my barn apartment any day.
I was offered radio frequency denervation in 2016. Decided against it, as not permanent. Did strengthing the muscles instead. Works for me provided I don't have time off, such as being stuck in darm hospital. The ankle fusions are difficult, 6 weeks on a knee scooter, but have exercises I can do.
Agree re back surgery, Davr. Still a bit risky. Not like knee and hip replacements which are mostly pretty darn successful these days. My knees are fantastic!
Mine's a degradation of the L4/L5/S1/S2 vertebrae "the classic Aussie bad back" caused by lifting things too heavy things the wrong way. I knew better, my Dad had the same issue, but "just this once" and "I'm in a hurry", I can't afford two trips", and here I am. I deserve my bad back, I earned it.😡
Btw, how many "just this once" were there? 1 per week? 52 per year? Naughty!
(quickly claims American citizenship [despite the current American government] so I can claim the 5th Amendment against self-incrimination).😂 I was RMIT union tech, and helped bands who were performing in story hall, which meant lifting roadcases up a flight of stairs. And yes, too many times.
I'll say nothing. 🤔 Btw, RMIT grad here too.
Never graduated Robyn (but well done you!), heard that the union tech job was available and looking for candidates and applied because it seemed like an interesting job. Got it, and let the course slide because I was doing it to get a job, and I'd found one so why bother? It was a simpler time.
I'm older than you, Dave!
I know that Robyn, but comparative to the present, (in retrospect which is always rose coloured) my times were simpler and better times. Your times (if you wish to make that distinction, which I never would) would therefore be even better and more understandable times than mine.
Virtually the same. L3 to S1. But think mine result of car accident 44 years ago. Just for the record, I was psrked! Two cars had a collision at an intersection behind me. One car crashed into my driver's door. My head ended up under the glove box on passenger side. TAC said "soft tissue injury
only, you'll be fine". Thank goidness hit front door, not rear door. Baby daughter was in car seat on that side. Corked thigh from gear stick wasn't great either.