I know this is an old post. But I'm hoping this will sry the very least help someone out there. I've pretty much given up on help for myself.
I still have the pleurisy. Or costochondritis. Depends on the doctor and day I suppose. I was switched from morpheine to dilaudid six months ago, and I'm very grateful for that. The morphine created a nasty feel in me, I suppose some would call it a 'high', but it was just gross, for lack of a better word. It helped the pain better than the m, but left me feeling like sh*te, lol. The dilaudid take away a bit more pain, and I can function almost normally without the disgusting feeling from the other pills.
Soon after the doctors switched my meds and I was feeling better, I tackled many chores I'd been neglecting. I came across my original ER discharge papers. The er docs clearly wrote that my pcp needed to start me on antibiotics and anti vials, or my condition could become permanent. They also sent her the same paperwork.
That was early 2013. I fought with her, trying to get the medications the er docs had insisted on. She refused, staying her colleagues did not believe this could be treated that way.
If you are reading this, and have Costo or Pleurisy, please immediately insist on antibiotics and anti virals. Find a doctor who WILL treat you-not just bandage the broken leg. My current pain doctor agrees that my (then, since replaced) pcp should have began treatment immediately- it's stated that way in the Medical Manual.
And no, former pcp didn't not give me the meds because of a health concern- I had every test known to the medical community and I'm terribly healthy, besides the excruciating pain and anemia in the winter, and not allergic to anything.
She has since been brought up to the medical board three times in fourteen months with cases unrelated to mine.
I used to hike, backpack, work, play around with my boys, drive, carry more than seven pounds, climb a flight of stairs without stopping, and so much more. Now, I'm lucky to leave my house. This pain is sometimes unbearable. And terribly saddening. And isolating.
And to think, it could possibly have been healed if a doctor would have done the right thing.