Well the year is coming to a close and it feels like my life is a complete disaster zone. The week before Christmas and part of finals week I was sick with a nasty cold. No big deal right, take and Advil cold and sinus and get on with it…not. That hardly touched it and of course it brought on migraine. That was a no -so- fun study buddy during finals. But I made it out alive and with good grades to boot (besides missing 5 days of school 2 weeks earlier).
The cold stuck though. I got pretty much nothing done for the next week. But, I felt pretty good on Christmas Eve and Christmas. Just sniffly and headachy a touch, the cold was nearing the end of its run. Yay! I had a lovely evening at my grandma’s on Christmas eve and we did dinner and presents and everything. The next day at my aunt’s I had dinner with my mom’s side of the family and while I didn’t eat a ton it was delicious as always. Overall, it was a good Christmas and I got to spend it with the people I love and enjoy the wonderful holiday relaxing and having good time. The next day though I woke up feeling not quite right, my GI symptoms were flaring (bloating, cramping, pain) and a blanket of nausea covered me the entire day. I got some things I needed to get accomplished done and decided to nap the rest of the day on and off. I ate a small bowl of macaroni and cheese and had a glass of milk around 3 after taking a promethazine and was starting to feeling better. I watched a bit of the latest Resident Evil that evening, decided it was a little to well-made for me, and instead fell asleep watching the Lego Batman Movie around 10:30pm. I was asleep for only an hour went I sat straight up and knew immediately that the nausea was going to take it to the next level. Luckily I had just put a new bag in my trash.
Ahhh, yes the joy of spending half the night on the bathroom floor, slouched against the wall, tear stained checks, surrounded by waded up toilet paper. No this isn’t a break up cry-fest. It’s the reality of having GI disorders(or in my case being an undiagnosed mess lol). It’s not being able to take your daily pills because you know they will come right back up. It’s losing so much weight in a week your family takes notices and starts to worry more than they already have been about your declining weight. It’s waking up every few hours like I was doing the day after Christmas and having your body try to empty its stomach yet again, even though there is nothing left. And having the next week, even now, follow quite similarly; a flare. I haven’t been diagnosed with anything officially. But my whole life I have struggled with a multitude of Gastrointestinal issues. It sucks when a doctor looks at your x-rays and says “Well ya, your colon isn’t supposed to do or look like that…Here have some Miralax” or when no anti-nausea med seems to work except for the one that makes you groggy and fell ‘out of it’ like Benadryl does.
Its frustrating, yes. But I have hope. I have a referral for a new GI doctor and am making an appointment after New Years. Even my geneticist told me based on our discussion and her evaluation that a gastric emptying study would be highly beneficial to my case. I pray we can find some answers as we are also scheduling with an electrophysiologist that my cardiologist referred me to for a tilt table test. Lastly, I scheduled my metal allergy testing and my chest MRI for the Nuss procedure, but genetics hit a snag and I have to resubmit a sample which I can’t send off till after New Years. Then it’s 3-4 more weeks till I get my results and then I can schedule with my surgeon to go over the results of everything, the logistics of the procedure, and talk surgery dates. Some setbacks, but we are making progress! I still have tons of other adult things to do after New Years that are giving me minor stress, but I can’t really handle it till a few days out so I am just putting it out of my mind till then. I hope everyone has a happy New Years and that their Christmas was wonderful! I will be spending tonight (New Years Eve) on the couch curled up with an ice pack and a lidocaine patch on my back, watching Black Mirror with my dad. Love and Spoons! ❤