My pudendal nerve got entrapped between my sacrotuberous and sacrospinous ligaments during one (or more) of a serious of four disastrous hip surgeries in 2009.
Sometime around 2010, I had to - HAD TO - drive my son and his friend 600 miles (each way, 1200 miles round-trip). It was the sort of trip a father would do "come hell or high water," as my mom used to say.
On the 12-hour drive (the outbound trip), while the two kids were yacking non-stop in the back seat, I was sitting in the drivers seat, and non-stop, I felt the "urge," the strong urge, the "there wasn't a choice" urge, to clutch the outside of my right thigh with my right hand, to clutch the inside of my right thigh with my left hand, and just twist it, and torse it, rolling it side-to-side, both ways, as if I were trying to "free" something. But nothing was becoming freed. I twisted and torsed, and torsed and twisted, for the entire trip, up-and-back, and nothing helped with the urge (looking back, I'm all-but certain this is because of the PNE between the two ligaments that I simply could not unentrap).
If anyone doesn't have a clear picture of what I'm describing, put your right hand on your lateral thigh, your left hand on your medial thigh, and roll it, side-to-side ... when the right hand rolls it downward towards the car seat, the left hand is rolling it upwards (to maximize the rolling), and then the left hand rolls it downward towards the car seat, and the right hand is rolling it upwards to maximize rolling it in the opposite direction. Repeat, hundreds-upon-hundreds of times, all the while feeling like you're doing absolutely nothing but desperately clutching at some deep "thing" that needs to be unstuck, but wouldn't get unstuck no matter how many thousands of times you did this.
If I stopped to rest my forearms, there was be a "gnawing" sensation, 4-inches deep, underneath the thickest part of the thig from any angle - right, left, front, back - perhaps the most-buried part of your body. The rolling was a desperate attempt to unstick something that was stuck too deep to move, just like you were pounding the soil with your fist, hoping to move a rock that was buried two feet under the earth.
I did this, about 12 years ago, on both legs of the trip. Yeah.
A Clear Sign I Had PNE, in Retrospect
Re: A Clear Sign I Had PNE, in Retrospect
Ouch, that sounds painful!
PNE since 2002. Started from weightlifting. PNE surgery from Dr. Bautrant, Oct 2004. Pain now is usually a 0 and I can sit for hours on certain chairs. No longer take medication for PNE. Can work full time and do "The Firm" exercise program. 99% cured from PGAD. PNE surgery was right for me but it might not be for you. Do your research.