I have been having pain in the left thigh and buttock for about two months now. I have been given morphine to fool my body into thinking it is okay, with both slow acting tablets and a quicker acting suspension. I was given an appointment for a CT scan of my pelvis to check all is in order there, and that I did not have any metastases from my prostate cancer doing nasty things. The hospital is about 25 miles from here I live.
Despite the morphine, the whole trip and procedure was agony. It took all me will to keep still while on the scanner. The 20 minute scanning felt to last an age.
By the time we got home, I was within a hair's breadth of screaming. As the car climbed the last hill, I was urging myself, "Come on Brent, you can do this, we are nearly home."
It took hours for me thigh to calm down. I slept most of last night in a puffy chair, the act of laying down merely exacerbating the pain.
Here's hoping the CT scan finds something of value and that we can move forward with a diagnosis.