So, this happened to me last year and I have been wrestling with myself ever since. Last year, I did trigger point injections on my lower back (despite knowing that I had issues that would not directly be affected positively or negatively). I'll admit that my neurological problems are a Godsend sometimes because I honestly cannot remember how badly things hurt, even when they are prolonged/chronic, after a certain amount of time has passed. I also have a lot of trouble knowing what level my chronic pain is at because I tend to disassociate a lot from it. I judge things in a pretty binary fashion as in "Am I in pain?" Yes or no. Then, I go from there. I've never understood the pain scale on a fundamental level.

So, anyways, we do the trigger point and the first day that it gets done, my back is sore and particularly painful (this is mostly because it's a longer car ride and between the trip out there, waiting in reception, waiting in the room, getting it done and driving home is.a lot for me). I go to sleep that night and for the first time in so many years, I was what I believed to be pain free. I was able to sleep more than 4 hours straight. My mood was better. I was less agitated. I was able to shower on my own. I could suddenly do chores and activities I had been limited from. It honestly felt as though my life had suddenly changed and I actually cried due to being so grateful.

Unfortunately, that didn't last. By day 3, I started feeling the effects wearing off and the moment I woke up on day 4, I was in so much pain that my normal pain meds didn't do anything to help and I spent the entire day crying, both because of the physical pain but also because I had gotten that small glimpse of freedom that I had long ago abandoned and felt it was so grossly and quickly taken from me. My pain came back 10x worse and I had to be sectioned due to being suicidal and an active danger to myself.

Since then, I have denied trigger point injections, even when I know that I would get some relief because I, emotionally, can not handle what happened. I understand that I should be grateful for at least having temporary relief, and I am, but I also refuse to put myself in the situation where my pain is only going to come back worse and cause me to become suicidal.

So, my question to all of you is: have you ever experienced something like this? If you have, did you do it again knowing what to expect? If you haven't, what do you think that you'd do?