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I never actually saw an MD. I went to my HMO; they assigned me to an "assistant" who asked me to demonstrate the damage by trying to do a deep knee bend. Really. I said, "You're kidding." He said, no, I had to try. I did, and hit the floor...passed out.
They took an xray, told me my knee wasn't broken, that it looked like a "really bad sprain," and gave me a number to call to sign up for physical therapy.
I spent a week at home, with help to the bathroom and back, got myself some crutches, and went back to work. After about 8 weeks, I was using a cane; I used it for a year.
I don't know how much cartilage was torn. My HMO wasn't interested in looking at it.
I don't think my real point here is to try to rate pain levels; I believe the men and boys in my life who tell me it hurts to get hit in the balls. I believe you when you tell me that your knee was excruciatingly painful. I think you believe me when I say mine was, too, whether they landed on a similar spot on a pain scale or not.
The one difference I'm not sure happens in other highly painful situations is the panic level some of us reach during the most intense part of labor...that stage with the strongest contractions, before we have dilated enough to push. The urge to push is incredible in itself, and fighting it makes us tense up; the contractions are crushing, and we think, "It will be over soon. Over soon....." but then when we get a few seconds of relief we know another is on the way, and we fear not being able to get through it. It's a feeling of helplessness, of not having any control over what is happening.
I think guys can relate to labor pains; anyone who has ever had a severe leg or foot cramp, one of those that seizes up your leg or foot, and requires you to put your full weight on it to regain control of the limb...they are like that, covering all the abdominal muscles and reaching around to the lower back, except that you can't put weight on them; you have to lie there and wait for them to subside on their own. And they go on for hours, again and again and again, getting stronger and closer together.
And there is a continuum for any category of pain. Some people are more sensitive to pain than others, and not every labor is the same. I remember a friend, after our first babies were born, saying casually, "I don't know why everybody makes such a big thing about it. It wasn't THAT bad." I refrained from pointing out that her baby weighed less than 6 lbs, and mine weighed 8.5. When her 2nd baby was born, who weighed in at 8.75, she ate her words.
Women keep having children, regardless of the pain. There's a funny thing that happens when it's over. There's this flood of euphoria; partly because you finally get to meet the small person you've been host to, and partly because it's over and you survived. While you remember that it hurt, the memory of pain takes a backseat to the joy and the relief...until the next time.
I don't think that euphoria is present after an injury, unless it's morphine induced, anyway. There's no payoff for getting hurt.
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