The good news is that I don’t have carpal tunnel syndrome (or as BD calls it, “carpool tunnel syndrome”) after all.
Instead, it’s something a bit more exotic. I have what’s called a cervical rib (found only in somewhere between 0.5 and 10 percent of people, depending who you believe). In my case, the little devil is apparently pinching a nerve in my neck, leading to the tingling in my fingers and a very achy shoulder.
The diagnosis required x-rays of my neck. The only x-rays I’ve had before are dental ones and mammograms. It freaked me out a bit to see myself looking like a modern day Yorick.
When BD got home, I told her that I have Thoracic Outlet Syndrome. She paused a moment, then said, “Are you dying?” When informed that my life was not in danger and I was just going to need some physical therapy, she happily ignored me for the rest of the day went back to her regular routine.
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Hey, at least you have something rare and not something like CTS that just anyone can have…
Hope the physical therapy helps! At least BD asked about your health before “moving on with her day”.
ooh, how exotic ;). Hope the PT helps quickly- go easy on that Guitar Hero!
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Phew, thank goodness for physical therapy.
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