good question Pam, I hope you don't mind if I ramble ...
diagnosis was April 2014.
I was traveling in a motorhome (RV) through Asia on the way home to Aus. Symptoms appeared in Nepal in November 2013. Not much opportunity to stop, and not much chance of effective medical help from doctors not used to obscure symptoms such as I had. I'd noticed some stiffness prior but starting to clean and polish the truck must have triggered something.
Turning over in bed was the stuff of screams. Putting on a t-shirt was an interesting challenge. Changing gear while driving was awkward and painful. Getting in and out of the vehicle was a challenge.
Basically I adjusted how I went about things. I found ways of minimising the effect. Obvious things like using one arm to lift the other. I always looked a long way ahead when driving but would take more time for gear changes. Sight seeing trips were made shorter. Use local transport where we used to walk. Keep as active as I could without exhausting myself so I would sleep. Little things like passing my passport to immigration at a border - make them reach for it, not me. In the dim past I'd learned a few relaxation techniques which I resurrected. Memories from pain management, tricks like bundling it up and throwing it out the window can sound silly but provided some relief. We were used to walking up steep hills to see what was at the top, we still tried but were restricted, in time and height. Sounds silly, but shorter strides meant I could walk further as I wasn't straining against the stiffness at the top of my thighs. Most frustrating as we'd been looking forward to some trekking in Nepal. Totally drained on return but the sleep was welcome.
We free camped most of the trip but had headed for a campground in Pokhara. We have a hot shower on board but its a bit restricted. Like you, the bliss of the limitless campground hot shower provided a lot of relief. And a sense of achievement when I could wash my hair!
Ali was traveling with me. We tried Ali driving but not having a steering wheel to hang on to made things worse for me. Instead of stretching for things Ali would reach. The truck was already reasonably ergonomic (back operation 25 years ago taught me a bit about design). Drawers instead of cupboards that had to be reached in to etc. Just stirring a pot on the cooker and drying dishes became a problem (who would pass up an opportunity to stop) so some tasks passed solely to Ali.
We thought long and hard about driving into India then back to Nepal and decided yes. The alternative was to sit in Nepal and wait for the planned date to enter Myanmar. We changed our pattern from driving every day and sight seeing to travel one day and sight see the next. And added days off.
A near disaster was the beginnings of an electrical fire which needed the battery disconnecting. Scary moment while I wondered if I could actually do that or would have to watch the truck burn. Concentrating through the pain for the couple of minutes required to disconnect was a well remembered challenge. Amazing what we can do when we have to. I'd worked out I was stable, not getting worse, but not getting better, whatever it was. So I also new that at least for a short time the pain wasn't causing damage. Mind over matter I guess.
I've had some previous practice at managing chronic pain. I guess I was comfortable at the thought of managing more.
I'm also very independent. I've learned to ask for help.
Mentally we are both quite robust and objective. In an already stressful life it was just one more thing added to the mix that had to be worked with. We discussed and juggled and adjusted to what we could and couldn't do. Discussed abandoning the truck and flying home but decided since it was stable and manageable, albeit with some distress, we would continue. Hard on Ali so frequent conversations about what was happening to me which in turn helped.
I tried a doctor in Kuala Lumpur. He missed the bi-lateral bit and diagnosed one frozen shoulder. Provided non-steroidal anti-inflammatories which took the edge off the pain and helped sufficiently to go back for more. Allowed me to pack the truck up for container shipping over a couple of days in hotel car park - lots of willing help from hotel staff
We returned to Aus in April 2014. My daughter understood what sort of GP I would need (a thoughtful holistic one, not a mechanical pill pusher, strangely, probably female!) and organised an appointment for the day after we landed (we flew, truck sailed). Diagnosis was within 10 minutes of thinking and great care taken with the initial high pred dose and reduction over a few days with holidays in between. Within two days went from having to think about whether I really had to crawl up stairs in daughter's house to running up three at a time (not bad, I'm 65). Blood test had elevated CRP and ESR which helped confirm.
Ali and I were both a bit relieved that we had a diagnosis that seemed to fit.
Since then most of my problems have been with the pred side effects. The effect on my mind. The floaty detached feeling, the mood swings, frustrated and angry, short term memory effected, loss of concentration, etc. Though I enjoyed some of the pred highs. Tiredness still reduced what I could do in a day so found a pace that suited.
I'm down to 6mg currently. Side effects have subsided. Did get to 5mg but swollen leg with hint of shingles, 25mg for a couple of days then back to 6mg.
After all the above ramble its really rock and a hard place. Pain or pred. While I managed pre-diagnosis I can't say I enjoyed it and the pain really was excruciating and debilitating. I'd probably reached my limit by the time we got back to Aus. It wasn't sustainable for much longer. But then the challenge became managing the effects of the pred along with the tiredness. Out of the frying pan into the fire.
The thought of long term damage has really been secondary for me. It arose from trying to minimise the pred.
While it occurred to me to stop the pred and go back to managing my life with pain, for me a more predictable easier to manage place, I decided to remain with the pred.
Really I'm lucky. It was only 6 months of pred brain that I've had to manage my way round. Warning Ali that "I feel like an unexploded bomb" helped me not explode.
I retired about 10 years ago. A friend offered me some work on my return which I took on. Longer than I expected. Without the pred I wouldn't have considered it.
I'm currently not as active as I was before symptoms, but fairly active, and energy levels are on the rise. Not sure if its the probiotic yoghurt we now make or air temperatures that have dropped below 30 deg C but a bit of a step change in the last week or so. I'm hoping its permanent.