Showing posts with label chronic illness awareness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chronic illness awareness. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

The Article I Wish I Had Read When First Diagnosed With Gastroparesis

Like any person newly diagnosed with a disease, back in 2010 I instantly headed to the computer looking for answers. What I was met with was a lot of clinical and sterilized papers written by the world of academia. I found them to be cold and written with no thought of the patient who might be seeking out, not only answers specific to what Gastroparesis is, but what life is going to be like living with it. 

The article I WOULD like to have read would have gone something like this:

Gastroparesis, also known as delayed gastric emptying, is not an easy disease to live with. Every waking, and sometimes sleeping, moment the patient is going to feel the WORST kind of nausea they have felt in their entire life and it will never really and truly go away. Doctors will give them anti-nausea medications (zofran and phenergan), but their assistance is so short lived that the Gastroparetic patient often wonders why they were even given it in the first place.

The newly diagnosed patient needs to keep in mind that, though doctors have gone through extensive training, they're not the Fount of Knowledge. The patient will come to realize that doctors don't know everything, particularly when it comes to Gastroparesis, and they will encounter many frustrations when it comes to their physicians. Advocacy for themselves, research of the disease, and asking for second or third or fourth opinions will help in finding the Gastroparetic patient the help they need. 

Most, but not all, Gastroparesis patients vomit everything or nearly-everything up that they eat. This causes the Gastroparetic individual to suffer from periods of dehydration, malnourishment, and exhaustion. The Gastroparesis sufferer also experiences early satiety, the feeling of fullness after just a few bites of food. They may go out to lunch or dinner with their  friends and family and watch as they scarf down heaping piles of food as they push food around on their plate--or in a bowl--because they're already full three bites into the dish. 

Unfortunately there's a great deal of pain associated with Gastroparesis. It often feels as though there's an elephant sitting squarely on the patient's belly and they can't get it to move. Then there's the frequent trapped gas bubbles that makes one feel as though they're having a heart attack. They need to rest assured that they are not, it's just gas stuck in their GI track. 

Gastroparesis sufferers struggle a lot in their private lives because of the general nature of the illness. Friends and family do not understand what a Gastroparetic goes through on a daily basis just to survive, the unbearable fatigue that accompanies it, and the inevitable secondary disease(s)--it's sad, but true--that eventually pop up. The loss of friendships and family members is unavoidable in most circumstances and the patient feels left to fight this battle alone or to seek out others that are fighting the same one. 

In the end, whether friendships are lost or gained, whether doctors understand or not, the Gastroparesis patient needs to learn to become their own best advocate. From this battle, the patient will learn that they are stronger then they ever thought and will find within themselves a warrior that they never knew that they possessed. 

Being armed with information about what life with Gastroparesis will be like realistically would have been far more beneficial than clinical, textbook facts. Realizing that doctors aren't as knowledgeable about things as one thinks is one more weapon in a patient's arsenal. Preparedness in every manner possible will help someone navigate the tumultuous waters of Gastroparesis. 

Friday, July 31, 2015

GoGreenForGastroparesisAwarenessMonth


My name is Christine and I have Gastroparesis. Gastroparesis, literally, means "paralyzed stomach". Eating food is difficult for me, but is impossible for others who have this disease. Eating just a couple of bites of food, and sometimes sips of a drink, leaves me full. Many times I end up throwing up after eating because the food just sits, stagnant, in my stomach. I have lost over 100lbs. as a result of Gastroparesis, endured countless tests and doctors visits, many visits to the ER and urgent care, and tried innumerable medications in an attempt to dampen the symptoms of this disease. I have even had a gastric neurostimulator (a pacemaker) placed into my stomach, but it has all been to no avail. 

I am trying to spread awareness during the month of August, Gastroparesis Awareness Month, using the hashtags #GoGreenForGastroparesisAwarenessMonth and #GoGreenForChristine. 

Will you #GoGreenForGastroparesisAwarenessMonth during the month of August? Will you wear something green at least ONCE during the month to show support for this little-known disease and post it to social media? Would you be willing to post an infographic to one of your social media pages (because you know you have Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc) to spread awareness? It doesn't take but a couple of minutes of your time to help spread awareness about this disease, to let people know that there are people out there who suffer with invisible illness(es) everyday. 

There are MANY ways to #GoGreenForGastroparesisAwarenessMonth and #GoGreenForChristine

1. Wear something green and post a picture to Facebook, Instagram, or Twitter using the hashtags mentioned. 
2. Make a sign saying you support someone with Gastroparesis and use the hashtags (be creative!)
3. Find an infographic and post it to social media and use the hashtags
4. Donate to a reputable charity (such as G-Pact.org)
5. Share links to blogs discussing life with Gastroparesis (such as mygastroparesisjourney.blogspot.com and emilysstomach.com)
6. Anything creative you can come up with!!

The point is getting the WORD and AWARENESS out there and #GoGreenForGastroparesisAwarenessMonth!






Thursday, July 30, 2015

Dating and Chronic Illness


Let's not even pussyfoot around it, dating in the real world is hard! Knowing who to trust...who's not a wackado...who's not in it for "one thing and one thing only"...shares common interests and goals...someone you can confide in...someone who is_______fill in any NUMBER of things...! It's HARD

Then add in a Chronic Illness that makes eating out AWKWARD and it's heightened even more!

The suggestion I get CONSTANTLY is to join a dating site (ChristianMingle, Match, eHarmony, etc) because then, SURELY, I will be able to find someone. Naturally, this comes from well meaning friends and family that just want me to be in a happy relationship with someone. One thought popping into my mind:: is there a box for "Suffers from a few Chronic Illnesses. If this is a problem for you, please do not seek to contact me." I'm thinking that this is NOT an option. 

In complete and total disclosure, I would prefer to meet someone more organically. This doesn't mean I have anything against dating websites because I don't. I actually know people who've met through them and married as a result. But for me, personally, I'd rather be at church or work or the book store and be like "Hey! Let's go out!" 

But who wants to date someone who can't really eat and barfs up her food? Makes frequent trips to the doctor and spontaneously has to run to the ER? It's a big burden to take on...It's hard to watch someone you care about in pain. It would take a special person being WILLING enough to take that into their lives. 

Coming from someone who has never really dated (sad, but true) and has a Chronic Illness, these are my thoughts on dating someone with a Chronic Illness::

1. Be Inderstanding--Understand the disease(s) with which your significant other lives with. Understand their limitations and understand their needs. Be understanding of the times when they need to just stay in for a night and understanding of times when dates get cut short. 

2. Be Supportive-- Be there for them as much as you can in their time of need. If they're sick in bed, be there. If they're hospitalized, be there. Naturally, it's understandable that you have a job or school that needs to be attended to, but being supportive in the bad times is important for the Chronically Ill. 

3. Be Mindful-- Be mindful of what works and doesn't work for your significant other. If they cannot consume a particular food, don't cart them to a restraurant with that food. If they cannot go long distances, don't plan a hiking date. Naturally, come up with things BOTH of you like to do, but be mindful of the limitations that the illness has imposed. 

4. Don't Pretend to Know Everything-- Though you may have researched and read up on the disease(s) your significant other has, don't pretend to be an expert and know exactly what it's like to be in their shoes. Your diligence for trying to understand is GREATLY appreciated, but you're still not living it. Being an advocate but not a know-it-all. 

5. Be Loving-- All ANYONE ever wants is to be loved for who they are despite what they're living with. (Gastroparesis is what I have but its not who I AM) Love your significant other for the person that they are on the inside, outside, upside, and downside. Love them for the good times, bad times, sad times, and funny times. 

I hope that this little list, by no means comprehensive, long, or in-depth gives a little insight into how to date--at least--one Chronically Ill person. If you hVe other suggestions to add to the list, feel free to comment!




Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Testing...Testing...Testing...

Today I had my fourth...yes, FOURTH...Gastric Emptying Study done. If you've never had one, here's how it goes: 

Step 1: Eat either an egg salad sandwich or oatmeal (Today I was given oatmeal, which is a first for me)
Step 2: Take an X-ray of your belly
Step 3: Wait an hour in the waiting room
Step 4: Take an X-Ray of your belly

Step 5: Wait an hour in the waiting room
Step 6: Take an X-ray of your belly
Step 7: Wait 2 hours in the waiting room or go shopping (I chose to wait because I had a prime parking spot)
Step 8: Take an x-ray of your belly

Today, at Step 8, they didn't take the x-ray because I still had food in my belly. Oatmeal from 9:45am was still in my tummy at 1:45pm. So they had my go sit and twiddle my thumbs--I'm an excellent thumb twiddler--until shortly after 2pm. They went ahead and took the x-ray, but I could see on the
imaging screen that my stomach was still glowing. I don't know if the technician just said internally "forget it!" and went ahead and took the x-ray because by this time it had been 4 1/2 hours or if my stomach had emptied and I was seeing residual glow. I'm no radiologist. But the technician had said that she wouldn't be surprised if it comes back abnormal.

Well, duh! For almost 6 years now my diagnosis has been (some severity) of Gastroparesis.

I don't know about other Gastroparesis Warriors,  but every time I take that test a couple of things run through my mind. The first thing is: Dangit, why do I have to take this test again?! The second is: What if it comes back normal? Or not
as severe as I FEEL like it is? Instantly you feel as though your family, your friends, your doctors are not going to believe a THING you've been telling them! That's how I felt today! It's a horrible feeling!

Of course you don't WISH or HOPE to be super sick, you just want it to match up with what you're telling everyone. And of course you don't WISH or HOPE for drastic interventional measures to be taken to help you improve your life, but when eating 4-5 bites of oatmeal makes you feel sick to your stomach and you burp it up for hours, all you want to do it avoid food!

Wednesday August 5th brings yet another test, an endoscopy--more fun!--and hopefully more answers or confirmation for the new GI. Having Gastroparesis is NO joke. It is not a weight loss program to sign up for. A stomachache to take lightly. Something I am making up in my mind. It is VERY real. I would not wish this life on my worst enemy (if I even had an enemy).

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

The Drive-Thru Of Life

What can I say, this is not the life that I ordered...

When I drove up to the Drive-thru Of Life, this was not the life that I ordered at the speaker. I didn't ask to be feeling sick all of the time. I didn't ask to feel nauseous 24/7, to have no
appetite, to throw up my food. I didn't ask to have doctor visit after doctor visit after doctor visit. I didn't ask to have all of these stupid tests done to me that hurt and are uncomfortable. I didn't ask to hurt, to ache in my bones after spending a day at the park with my puppy. Somewhere along the way there was a breakdown in communication. Somewhere along the way a signal got messed up. Somehow I ended up with someone else's life.

But no, it's my life...

And I have to remind myself that, while it's not the life that I would have chosen for myself, it's the one that was given to me and I need to make the best out of it. Beauty out of pain sounds so cliche, but it's the truth. A person doesn't know who they're going to touch in their journey with Chronic Illness, so you have to chose which Path you're going to take: Positive Life Changer or Life Dampener. It's really up to you.

When you feel sick and hurt all of the time, it's easy to take the road of Life Dampener REALLY easy. You can wallow in self-pity and the pity of others, live in your PJs, only shower
when the funk of life has caught up to you, and call it a day. Or you can be a Positive Life Changer and, despite the pain and struggles of your disease(s), live life as fully and happily as you possibly can (tubes, admissions, tests, and all!).

I know that the struggle of sitting on the fence between those two worlds is real, there are days when I sit VERY precariously on it and want to take a not-so-pretty swan dive
right into Self-Pity-Land. I did not want to be sick like this, I want to eat a hamburger (darn it!), and I want to be able to make plans to go out with friends without worrying about cancelling. This is no life for someone my age! But then I take a step back into reality. Counting the blessings and the positives makes the negatives of my life a little less important...Did you see how awesome the clouds made the sunset tonight?!

Yes, this is not the life that I ordered or would have remotely imagined for myself. I would not wish it upon my worst enemy. But to ease the struggles and the pains that I DO have to experience in this life that has been bestowed upon me, I have chosen to be (hopefully) a Positive Life Changer. I hope that you can find it within yourself to do the same.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Gastric Emptying Studies, Endoscopies, Bloodwork, and Medicines...Ohmy!


Today was an exceedingly LONG day seeing the new Gastroenterologist (and the resident) today all in the hopes of, or the end game of, getting started on Domperidone again. 

Yeah, about that...

I first spoke with the resident for about fifteen minutes giving her the lowdown on Life with Gastroparesis. How do you condense 5 1/2 years of UGH into a short visit? It's hard to do! She looked me over and then went and got Dr. Lim. 


When he came in we kind of, even MORE briefly, went over my history and what I've been experiencing on a day-to-day basis...nausea...lack of appetite...vomiting...constipation...pain...He then examined me and said that, before even getting CLOSE to Domperidoen, the FDA stipulates that I have to have, not only a Gastric Emptying Study (GES), but an Endoscopy as well. 

RAWR!!

He mentioned that, since I've had the Botox therapy in the past (once, five years ago), there have been cases of people having scarring from it and causing the stomach (in assuming maybe the pylorus, but maybe I'm wrong) to close up, so then it'll need to be stretched. That may be a possibility with me. I'm sure it's also to check to make sure there aren't any ulcers or other things going on. 

The GES is a GES...I hate doing them because you have to eat so much food and lay around with a GIGANTIC bellyache. 

Dr. Lim also had me do bloodwork to check for diabetes, as Gastroparesis is commonly thought a diabetic issue. He also checked for any thyroid problems. He wants to rule out anything that might be causing my gastroparesis and constipation/IBS and treat that as opposed to just putting me on Domperidone right away. 

I appreciate his thoroughness and his kindness. I'm just done with doctors and told the resident as much. It's nothing against them specifically, it's just the situation as a whole. When you go to the doctor almost as much as you go anywhere else and then you feel like you get little to no answers, little to no help, grief for asking questions, you just don't want to see any more scrubs or white coats. 

I'm hoping for some answers from this, particularly since I have to do an Emdoscopy...again. I hate those things. 



Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Things I Wish People WOULD Say To Me

Having a Chronic Illness is really, quite possibly, one of the most awkward things to enter your life. Akin to a "Kick Me" sign on your back or a big booger hanging from your nose that nobody bothers telling you about, it's just socially something many people do not know how to handle. "What if I say the wrong thing?" Is something that I'm sure runs through the minds of many peoples' minds--or maybe not, based on the strange, random, and rude things I've been asked, told, and suggested; but I digress. 

Often times people with Chronic Illnesses dwell or warn againt the negative, "DON'T say/do thus and so..." but then we never bother to give you the other side of the coin and tell you things we wish people WOULD say or do for us. And, I think, it's because we so often dwell on the DONT
and "I rather you didn'ts" that so many of our friends are scared away. 

Come back, dear friends, because here is (my personal), list of::

A FEW THINGS I WISH PEOPLE WOULD DO::

1. Ask how my health is, not how are you but how is your health? And then listen with intent and purpose. So many times it feels as if, when asked by friends, we aren't being listened to because we are reporting much the same thing to you (nausea, fatigue, vomiting, doctors visits, etc) but that is the mundane routine of our lives a lot of the time. We know and understand that you want us to be better, 
WE want to be better, but, for the majority us, it's not going to be mediconed, protein shaked, deep tissue massaged, or surgery-ed away, it's just...life. 

2. I wore [insert color here] in support of you and your disease and posted it on social media today because I know your disease is rare. I know that this might seem trivial, but it's not! It means that you're thinking about me, you're thinking about the cause at large, and you're thinking about getting the word out there. Every little bit helps, right?!

3. Would you like ME to come visit YOU? I live in the middle of nowhere. I know this. I've lived here since the dawn of time. Nobody wants to drive here, but somehow the distance becomes shorter when I have to drive to someone else. It would be awesome to have a person come and visit me, knowing that merely getting ready makes me tired (I don't know that I've ever said that out loud before). 

4. I looked up [insert disease(s) here] to hopefully better understand. The willingness of a friend to take the time to look up another's disease(s) to try and better understand what they're going through means a lot. You can only learn so much can through the Internet, but it still shows a willingness to learn and not just ASSUME things. 

5. I was thinking of your recently, so I dropped a card in the mail, actual snail mail, so you should be getting it soon. Receiving a card in the mail, just because, is so awesome! Particularly for someone who is Chronically Ill. Getting that little pick-me-up at random can get us through a hard time better than any medication can (trust me, you'd be surprised). It shows that someone in the Outisde World is thinking of you. When you're so often sick, you start living in a bubble and it's all routine and humdrum, so a card can do wonders. 

I hope this list, in no particular order, sheds a little light onto what makes someone who is Chronically Ill smile. Being listened to, being supported, being visited, and randomly surprised (at least for this chick)...and chocolate never hurt anybody either!!!








Thursday, June 18, 2015

Domperidone...Again

Yesterday I trooped back in to see my surgeon, Dr. Marrujo, to be checked up on as far as my health goes. Since having Alfred--my pacemaker--turned off in February, I've slowly gone down hill, though it's really just been in the last six weeks that it's been really noticeable. We discussed the fact that my bloodwork came back normal--no real shocker there--and what the next step should be. 

Domperidone. 

I've taken this medication before, albeit, about five years ago, and it didn't do anything for me except make me feel weird. Since, five years ago, I had to get it from Canada and it wasn't necessarily regulated properly, I'm going to be seeing a Dr. Lim who is running a trial here at Kaiser to see if, with the proper dosage, it does what it's supposed to do. 

Like most any other person with a Chronic Illness I'm like "great ANOTHER medication". You really just want to be done with everything, if I'm totally and completely honest with you. You get incredibly tired of having medications upon medications in your nightstand and being in different trials and it getting you nowhere. 

I. Am. Just. Tired. I'm not giving up! I'm just tired. I'm sick of losing weight and gaining weight and losing it again. I'm sick of my hair dying. I'm sick of the dry skin. The insomnia. The body pain. It's just a lot to handle when all I want to do is help other people. That's what I LOVE to do. I want to help others, not be helped and it sucks. 

Pity party over. 

So now I wait for Dr. Lim's office to call me so that I can meet with him to make sure that I qualify. Then, I guess, I will start Domperidone...again. 




Friday, June 5, 2015

Musings of A Girl In Pain At 1AM


It's 1:30AM here in Southern California and I'm lying in my bed "wide awake" because everything burns and hurts. Every joint. Every muscle. EVERYTHING hurts. My jawbone and teeth ache. My hands burn as if someone is trying to set them on fire. The pain is uncanny! Even my poor little pinky toe...poor little fella! 

I do not, that I know of, have fibromyalgia. Friends have asked if its a possibility and I just say:: No, I'm getting old and I don't eat! Lack of basic nutrition will make you she in places that you didn't know we're possible of even aching--like your hair. 

In the last 3 weeks my Gastroparesis has been at 100%+ and food is a definite enemy. My mantra has been "Food Is Not Your Friend", but of course it is and it's just my cranky stomach telling me otherwise. I LOVE food and I love to eat and cook it, but right now, I want nothing to do with it. It makes me physically ill, I barf it up, we are not friends. Because of this I haven't eaten much more than handfuls of crackers at a time (last night I ate some mac & cheese!) and have lost at least 7 pounds as a result. 

On Wednesday I saw my surgeon, Dr. Marrujo, thinking he would probably turn my gastric neurostimulator Alfred back on, he didn't. He said, because it seems to not really have done much, if anything for me, and I'm doing so poorly now, I am at a crossroads as to what to do next. He suggested seeing a Dr. Lim and trying Domperidone, but I've tried that before and had no success. I was honest and said:: I don't often cry about my situation but I cried last week. Im tired. Im tired of being sick. Im sick of being tired. I just don't want to do this anymore. I don't know if I qualify for getting tunes and I don't know if that's what I'm asking for but I'm just done. He questioned what I meant by "tubes" and I said:: for hydration...for food...for something. I'm just done. I just want to go to sleep and wake up not feeling like this. 

I'm thinking he might have thought I'd lost my marbles there for a minute. 

Anyway, he changed my as-needed pain medicine from Tylenol with Codeine to Norco to see how that goes and had me do blood work and is going to see me in two weeks. In true Spoonie fashion my blood work came back normal--I can see the results online--and here I sit, aching like I've gone 76 rounds with Mike Tyson. 

I KNOW that I'm lucky that I can function as well as I do, but I can feel it slowly disappearing as the days and weeks go by. Maybe what I need is a break from work, which is soon coming. Summer break starts in a week. But, at the same time, I have no idea what I REALLY need--besides a LOT of prayer. It's all so frustrating. It's all very tiring. I just want the pain and the nausea to stop. I want to go to sleep and wake up refreshed in the morning. 

That's not too much to ask for, right?







Saturday, May 23, 2015

A Letter To My Loved Ones


Dear Loved Ones,                             May 23, 2015

Being Chronically Ill sucks! I'm sure watching me be Chronically Ill really sucks, too. There's not a day that goes by that I didn't wish that this disease would just disappear from my life—OUR lives, really; but, let's be honest, it's not looking too promising. So I guess that the best thing that we can do is buck up and do the best that we can under the circumstances. I try to look at it as a blessing of sorts—weird, I know—because I think that Gastroparesis has made me a stronger person. It's a bummer that something like this has had to come into my life to make that happen, but...

Se la vie!

I want everyone to know that I love and appreciate all of your prayers and support. I am thankful for your understanding during my difficult times and my good times, as well. Thank you for embarking with me down this adventure that is Diary of A Gastroparesis Warrior and the outlet that it has afforded me. Thank you for allowing me to educate you and whomever else out there in this great wide world about this little known disease. Thank you for just being understanding.

Please continue to be sympathetic toward days when I have to cancel plans, be a party pooper, or am a little melancholy. You know that is not my normal M.O, but just means that my normal gusto has just “gusted” out the window that day and I need a breather. Don't EVER feel bad for asking how I am, that's showing concern, but don't chuck me under the chin and tell me to “buck up” because I might buck you under the chin and chuck you out of the door! I don't expect you to understand what it is I'm experiencing, but you can ALWAYS ask me to describe it—or just admit you don't know and say you're thinking of me! Empathy and sympathy goes a long way!

At the end of the day, a simple text, a “hey, lets get coffee/catch a movie”, dropping a card in the mail does wonders for a person's mood. We all lead a busy lives, even those of us who are Chronically Fabulous—but a little thought counts!

Sincerely,

Christine

Friday, February 20, 2015

Guaranteed, One Hundred Percent Authentic


I am 100% authentic when it comes to my life with Chronic Illnesses. It is not in search for sympathy, fame, pity, or advice from those around me or in the great big universe; but to spread awareness for the diseases that I have. I have been chosen--I suppose you could say--to live this life with diseases that are not only pretty uncommon, but pretty miserable to live with. 

I believe that God has chosen me, as He has chosen the many other people out there who live with Chronic Illnesses, because we are strong. We are fighters. We are warriors. And, like Katy Perry says:: "...I am a champion and you're gonna hear me roar."

So prepare to now hear me roar...



It saddens and angers me when I see people accusing individuals who legitimately have Chronic Illnesses of faking their disease or faking their experiences. Certainly there are folks out there who DO fake being sick and they need help and, in their own way, are ill themselves. However, they cause a myriad of issues for those of us who battle, struggle, and fight for our lives and our wellness each and every day. They are the ones who make you scratch your head and wonder "why would you want this life?"



Now, not only do we have to struggle with our family, friends, co-workers, bosses, and doctors' doubt that we are sick, but now we have to deal with individuals attacking us on social media all because we are sharing our journeys. Sharing them for awareness, sharing them to help the newly diagnosed, sharing them for more national funding, sharing them for support. 

And then evil happens...



Personally, I have not been attacked or questioned on the validity of my Gastroparesis, Peripheral Neuropathy, (mild) POTS, Chronic Migraines, Chronic Vertigo, and IBS. The worst that has happened to me is that someone didn't like how I sited something on a blog I posted and said I was, basically, a copycat. However, almost daily, I see friends on Instagram and Facebook being attacked or talked about by individuals questioning the validity of their illness or events they've experienced. 

I have seen people accuse girls of faking Cystic Fibrosis when they CLEARLY have breathing treatments daily and CLEARLY have breathing difficulties. I see people accuse a young lady of not only NOT truly having actually miscarried early in pregnancy, but not having the painful illnesses that can sometimes happen afterward. How can you DO that to someone?!?! I've seen people going after someone with Gastroparesis that is tube fed and making statements about her being fake or an attention seeker. 

Why crush the butterfly when it's down..?



When you accuse a Chronically Ill person of being an attention seeker or out to obtain money or question their illness at all, it's like  crushing a beautiful butterfly when it's already down. Why break--something beautiful--when it's already down? It just makes you a coward. You can hide behind your computer or your phone with your anonymous name or fake account all you want, but we all know the truth that lives inside of us and what we go through daily. 



My suggestion is this:: instead of attacking, do research. If you think someone is an imposter, research them. Cross reference their facts on their disease(es). Cross reference their pictures--trust me, pictures get stollen.  Instead of being nasty and making baseless statements, check out what you know first and then make an informed move after that. 


The Chronic Illness community sticks together, so we will, one way or another, always see if another Warrior is being talked poorly about. I commend all of those Warriors who have boldly stood up for those who have been talked about, beaten down, and doubted. I pray for those who feel the need to fake an illness to try and join the Chronic Illness/Spoonie Community, it's not one you want to join. And I also pray for those who attack us Broken Beautiful Butterflies. We know the value of our lives and the expense of our illness(es), we don't need to waste time and energy on you. Take your negativity elsewhere. Finally, to the caregivers, family, and friends who support a Chronic Illness Warrior, may you be blessed and happy in all that you do! 

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Riding the Hallway Gurney

Spending my Thursday from 2pm to 8:30pm at the Kaiser Emergency Room is not my idea of excitement, but that is exactly what I did with my afternoon and evening. Let me be one--of countless numbers of people--to tell you::Chronic Illnesses are like vampires and they suck! They steal your life, your joy, your friends, your family, and--if that isn't enough--your money. 

I digress...

I have had left side abdominal pain for a couple of days now--my left side hates me--but I didn't know if it was due to my recently Gastric Neurostimulator adjustment or something else, so I ignored it. Today the pain was so HORRENDOUS I was wanting to double over while at work--can't exactly do that in front of a bunch of teenagers. I gave in and drove myself to the ER thinking "it's the middle of the school day. People will be at work. Kids will be at school. I'm golden!"

WRONG!!



I checked in pretty much at 2pm on the nose; I didn't get put into a bed--a gurney--until 5:25pm! Sweet Mother Of Pearl! My gurney was also in the
hallway...next to the nurse's station...a filing cabinet...and a stone's throw from the check-in area. I know what EVERYONE'S shoes sound like!

Finally, the doctor came (one I had around Christmastime) and we talked about what might be going on. He ordered blood and urine samples--the usual. FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER the nurse came to start the IV and ask me to go change into a gown and do the sample. I think everyone was just working in slow motion. 



Around 7:45 the doctor came back to let me know I have a kidney infection...again. There doesn't seem to be a way to tell WHY I've gotten another one, but because there's pain with Gastroparesis, it's hard to discern the kidney infection pain from the Gastroparesis pain. He ordered for me to get a little more morphine before I was released and he sent me home with antibiotics, Phenergan, and pain meds. 



Being home now in my comfy bed feels nice. My tummy still feels painful, but I'm in a bit of a blissful fog still. I highly desire what I call a "left-ectomy" as that is the side that always gets the kidney infection, has Alfred my Gastric Neurostimulator, and is close enough to my stomach--haha. Any takers on giving me that left-ectomy, give me a call!