So, now that I have officially and hopefully effectively sparked your curiosity about the Stellate Ganglion Block, let me tell you how I really feel.
Holy hell I'm nervous.
Not that this is a whacky procedure that has never been attempted in the history of man kind, in fact, quite the opposite is true....
It *is* kind of weird. I mean, how the hell is a nerve block going to help PTSD? Well, this is something I should know....and I kind of do. A little. The way I look at it is, the block gives your brain a chance to rewire itself....right?
Yea, again, I'll be honest, I don't understand exactly how it works, only that is *has* worked for some.
So we shall try it.
So with my hellacious bundle of energy, what I have been doing with myself? Working out!! Hardcore. That's probably a good thing. I needed to lose weight anyway, and being obsessive about calories consumed and expended seems like a (borderline) healthy way to handle this extra amount of palpable tension.
I ask my husband how he feels, he says, "I'm nervous". He's so incredibly just blahhhhhhh right now, its like loving the dead. Very flat. Which thanks to one of his bazillion providers *that* was the intention. To flatten him. Really? That was your goddamned intention?????
And you told me that?
Nuh uh. No thank you. Hands off my husband please good bye. I'll handle this crap myself.
But thankfully not *totally* by myself. Dr. Lipov is going to help! My Simon, my son, my sweet boy, says that maybe if it works this guy will be a hero too, "like daddy".
Yes, Simon, just like daddy.