Cynthia could relate to Nory's problems, she was all too familiar with the morning sinus headaches and the magical properties of Advil Cold and Sinus . In fact, she often wondered and worried that she took more than anyone should. She also wondered why it worked so much better than anything else, it was a little disturbing to her at times. Something about OTC medicine needed on an almost daily basis, just didn't seem quite right. She couldn't travel without it. And yet, her doctor assured her it was fine. Cynthia's husband on the other hand, didn't agree and pressured her to do something about it. "Why?" she would ask. "It's not that big of a deal and the Advil almost always helps". She always had a lot of responses for her husband. "What would an ENT tell me that multiple doctors haven't already looked at?" "I'm sure it's just seasonal allergies". "I think it's the recycled air on the plane and in the hotel room, compounded by the pressure when flying" She hadn't always had headaches but they'd certainly gotten worse, and more frequent over the past couple of years. Sure, she sneezed and coughed a lot every morning, didn't everyone? Maybe the headaches weren't as seasonal as they used to be, or even seasonal at all anymore, but it really wasn't that bad.
Cynthia kept taking her Advil Cold and Sinus as needed, grumbling about the price and the fact that it had become necessary to actually pick it up at the pharmacy window and provide her drivers license just to get a pack. Life had been so much simpler when it was in the drugstore aisle and she could buy a big box so she wouldn't run out. Now they couldn't even sell more than one box to anyone and the boxes were smaller. Cynthia was pretty busy and felt pharmacy thing was a pain she didn't really have time for. Since she rarely went to the drugstore on a normal basis, she was out of the Advil more often than not. She knew they sold it at Costco but the line at the pharmacy there gave her hives just thinking about it. She stashed ocean spray in her car, her office and all over the house. It helped. Some. Sometimes. She slept great though. Almost every night. Even when she couldn't turn her neck she slept like a rock and woke up feeling rested.
Cynthia's husband was relentless. "Have you made an appointment yet?".
"No, not yet".
"When are you seeing the ENT?"
"I haven't called yet"
One day after Cynthia realized that not only had her deductibles long been paid thanks to her injury prone tween, she figured she'd just take care of every pesky little thing medically she could and for the first time in her memory focus on doing it before her new year started. In a way, she felt bad. It wasn't like her to work the system, but then again, she was overdue for lots of things. She visited the chiropractor. She went to Physical Therapy. She even saw the dentist, the eye doctor and...the lady doctor. She was awfully proud of herself. Not only was she almost current with all that stuff she was "supposed" to do all along, she could turn her neck again and it didn't feel like her head would snap off! Her husband was so proud.
"So, when are you going to see the ENT?".
"Uh....."
Cynthia finally gave up. It was easier, she thought, to get the appointment over with and get her husband to shut up. She'd only bothered with the neck because well, it had become unsafe to drive and that really wasn't acceptable. The sinus headache, she could live with. She really really was over the doctors appointments. She'd been "released" from PT and was excited to get back to the land of the healthy and mobile and hit the gym hard. She had a clean bill of health everywhere she went. Sure, she'd had a cold for 4 weeks and now her throat just wouldn't heal but the dry cough was just from the dry throat. She felt fine other than that. Better than fine even! As she went in, she really felt like she was milking this system, almost uncomfortably so. Her ENT wanted a sinus CT scan before he'd even talk to her. That felt over the top to Cynthia, those things were expensive! How would he know that it was even warranted? But...her husband was driving her nuts. So she did it, feeling like a fraud the entire time. Maybe she did have a sinus infection this time, they seemed to happen every 3 years or so and that's why the throat wasn't getting better. If nothing else, maybe he'd confirm that and give her some antibiotics that might clear it up. As the doctor came in and quizzed her about her symptoms he looked at her like she was mentally ill. "You aren't much help are you?". "Let's go look at some pictures"
He brought up her picture and then drove around her sinuses, making her dizzy as he zoomed in and out, circled things and pointed at things.
"You have a deviated septum".
"And............................."
As the doctor proceeded to go on and on about the various sinus routing and blockage issues she apparently had, Cynthia sat dumfounded thinking "Huh. Go figure." She'd been expecting a prescription for yet another nasal spray that didn't work. To be told to irrigate, irrigate, irrigate. Maybe, just maybe, antibiotics. This, this had not been on her radar. At all. Given that she'd broken her nose twice, one might think it should have been but Cynthia trusted her primary care physicians over the years that had all heard her whine every now and then, even make specific appointments about the issue, to try to address the headaches, and the sneezing and the coughing and...the drainage.
"I can fix that" he said. "I can give you about a 65% improvement"
Cynthia thought it was kind of an odd number to throw out. And then she thought again. 65%? 65% less headaches? 65% less of all the other things? Really? Huh. Who knew.
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Cynthia had sinus surgery last week, I'll make sure she lets Nory know how it turns out.