February 6, 2010
Blizzard Good For Vulvodynia But Bad For Pudendal Neuralgia
We have over two feet of snow on the ground here. Digging out has been a nightmare. My husband took care of the sidewalk while I tackled my car. The furious winds created snowdrifts all over the neighborhood and a nice big one right against my car.
After clearing away as much as I could from the top and right side, I decided to try to clear away the mountain of snow on the left side. As I trudged around the car I quickly found myself up to my lady bits in snow. Frankly it was kind of nice. I thought maybe every lady out there with vulvodynia should take a few minutes to have a seat in the snow. A couple steps further and suddenly the snow was over my boobs. I was completely buried. Because my car is only about a foot and a half away from my neighbor's fence clearing away that side was futile, but I still had fun.
In the backyard we started playing in the snow. I dove backwards off the porch into the snow. It was like landing in a memory foam bed. If it weren't so damn cold I could have stayed there for hours. Not the smartest thing to do with pudendal neuralgia, but I was fairly confident that I would have a soft landing.
I normally hate snow. I had a sledding accident when I was 16 that may have actually caused my pudendal neuralgia. My parents lived on a big hill so winter weather was always a blast. One afternoon I took my standard poodle out with me to keep me company while I went sledding [technically an only child : ( ]. I climbed to the top of the hill for my first ride. I took off at a good speed. My dog ran playfully beside me. Suddenly I hit something hard, was thrown up in the air and landed on my back with the sled on top of me.
The impact knocked the wind out of me. I hit my tailbone so hard that I thought I was paralyzed. As I regained my breath I remember telling myself, "ok try to move your toes." I did so I knew I was ok. I was in so much pain I couldn't get up for a few minutes. My dog sat anxiously by my side.
When I finally got to my feet I realized what had happened. I hit a tree stump hidden under the snow. I dragged my sled back to the house and vowed to never sled again. I still haven't. From that point on, I've hated snow.
I didn't show symptoms of pudendal neuralgia for a few years, but that's the only injury I sustained to that area. I'll probably never know definitively what caused my PN, but at least I've made peace with the snow.