Showing posts with label medication. Show all posts
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Thursday, August 29, 2013

30 Things You May Not Know About My Invisible Illnesses...Again

Well, it's that time of year again. One of my favorite time's of year in fact. The time of year where Invisible Illness Awareness Week is ramping up and getting ready to go and spread some awareness all over the place!!!

Those of us with invisible illnesses get a little excited about this.

Lisa Copen, founder of Rest Ministries and National Chronic Invisible Illness Awareness Week started this Meme a couple of years ago and I always think it's interesting to fill out the meme every year to see how my answer's have changed. This will be my 3rd year filling out the meme, but only 2nd year prepping for Invisible Illness Awareness Week. The first year I found it after the week.

So without further ado. Here are my answers to the 30 things you may not know about my Invisible Illness(es) 2013 edition.

1. The illness I live with is: Celiac, Colitis, Fibromyalgia, Dysautonomia, PCOS, Endometriosis, and EDS III

2. I was diagnosed with it in the year: 2009, 2009, 2012, 2012, 2009, 2010, and 2013

3. But I had symptoms since: Seems like forever, but small onset when I was 16, major onset at Christmas of 2005 for the Dysautonomia/Fibro stuff, never recovered after that. This is where we've pinpointed it all back to just recently. 

4. The biggest adjustment I've had to make is: Not making plans. Or at least being ok with breaking them if I have to. This was such a hard thing to get used to since I used to be such a social person. It really almost kills me having to lay in bed all the time. I am so, so, so THANKFUL to GOD for all the wonderful friends that I've developed inside the computer in my support groups, and the FEW great friends that have stayed by my side in real life and put up with the constant cancellations and re-schedules. You guys are God-sends, you have no idea. 

5. Most people assume: I am healthy because I look healthy. No one can see my illness. People even accuse me of abusing my handicapped parking pass or using my wheelchair for sympathy since I can get it out of my car myself and put it together myself and then get in it and wheel off somewhere. Because yes, I did get an almost $5,000 dollar wheelchair because my doctor thought that I just needed some sympathy and some extra people to stare at me every once in a while. 

6. The hardest part about mornings are: Standing up. Besides the fact that I have a postural disorder to begin with so standing isn't in my favor ever, a lot of my meds have long half-lives and are highly dependent on sleep for some reason. And I don't get a lot of that due to insomnia. So the less sleep I get, the more impaired I feel when I get up and it takes me a while to get my bearings. But when I have to leave for class within 30 minutes of the alarm going off...I don't really have a choice, now do I....

7. My favorite medical TV show is: all of them? I think this answer stays pretty constant. Definitely Grey's Anatomy, House (still waiting on mine), I'm sure there are more...can't think of them right now though....haha

8. A gadget I couldn't live without is: Of course, I really like my computer, I phone, and I Pad for helping me stay connected and apps to keep track of things. But I really am fond with my full body massage mat, it helps me stay out of pain. :)

9. The hardest part about nights are: Falling asleep and staying asleep, without pain. Period, end of story.

10. Each day I take 21 pills & vitamins. (No comments, please) This is way far down too. And as of the posting of this I have been off of my narcotics for exactly 21 days!!! I'm very proud of myself on this one! I gave them up on my birthday! :) 

11. Regarding alternative treatments I: do them all! I go to chiropractic at least once a week, more if I'm having a bad week. Massage one week, acupuncture the week I'm not at massage. I try to eat anti-inflammatory. I go to a counselor to work out my feelings. I love alternative therapies. But do believe they need to be balanced with meds. I do not believe there can be anyone healed with all natural or all medical. 

12. If I had to choose between an invisible illness or visible I would choose: To have a visible invisible illness, just like I do. I have the best of both worlds. Just enough to when I want to be well, I can be. When I need to be sick, I can be. I can see both sides of the fence, and not be a weirdo and judgmental to anyone I meet. I'm very happy where I am. If I have to be anywhere, that is. 

13. Regarding working and career: I miss my job as a special ed teacher very much. I am almost (please Dear God) finished with my Masters in Dietetics degree, but will never be able to work a full time job of any kind. I will likely be on disability for the rest of my life. This makes me really sad and frustrated. I'm 28 years old and have grieved a long time over this fact. Especially when people say stupid things to me like, "So you're just gonna mooch off the government for the rest of you're life?" No, I plan to do good things for the rest of my life. I plan to do something with my dietetics degree. I plan to do good with it in fact. From bed, through my computer. I hope to help those with chronic illnesses with my dietetics degree from bed through my computer, in fact. One day. Hopefully soon. 

14. People would be surprised to know: The 4 hours that I go to school each day = me not leaving my bed for the rest of the day, and part of the next day, no lie. That's why this M/W/F class schedule is so imperative to me. 

15. The hardest thing to accept about my new reality has been: that I have to pace myself, take breaks, and go slow. Going from a Type A, long distance runner to someone who spends most of her life in bed has not been easy...but it's necessary. If I stray from taking breaks. I pay. I have to do it. It's worth it for the good times! 

16. Something I never thought I could do with my illness that I did was: go back to school and get my Masters degree, let alone in a competitive program where I would have clinicals in a hospital setting and write a thesis. But I'm doing it, one day at a time. And I plan on graduating in August of 2014!!! So excited!!! 

17. The commercials about my illness: Make me cringe! One example is Lyrica for me. The commercials always show the person saying they "feel all better because of Lyrica" but they always have their husband in the frame doing everything for them and they are sitting on soft billowing lawn furniture in a home improvement store or some such thing. Then at the end of the commercial there is light flowing through the hair to make it look all positive and they list all the side effects that you may have, which are side effects you already have from the fibromyalgia, or the other 4000 disorders you already have. I don't really enjoy seeing commercials about my illness or the drugs I'm on, or other drugs that I could be on. Because I really don't wanna know what the side effects that I may have are. And I don't really want to be promised to be skipping off into the sunset holding hands with some small child, because that isn't going to happen by taking a pill, obviously. 

18. Something I really miss doing since I was diagnosed is: Spontaneity. I really miss being able to wake up and being able to say I wanna go kayaking, hiking, mountain biking, and do it. I really miss living in Salisbury which is 2 hours to the beach or the mountains and being able to wake up on Saturday after a long week of teaching and being like do I wanna go to the beach or the mountains, making up my mind, and going. Easy Peasy. 

19. It was really hard to have to give up: Running, obviously. Well, not obviously, if you've never read my blog. But running. It makes me cry. A lot. I want to run again. One day. For a long time. Just one day. 

20. A new hobby I have taken up since my diagnosis is: Well, this right here would be it. Blogging. I love blogging now. I thought I would hate it. Read my first blog, that will prove it. But now, it's my therapy, my outlet, my support, my awareness tool. It's cathartic. I think blogging is a good hobby if you are sick. :)

21. If I could have one day of feeling normal again I would: Let's see. One day. I would wake up at 6 in the morning. Run about 28 miles. That's more than a marathon. So maybe just a marathon. I would then go on a hike, go to the beach, swim in the ocean. Do some shopping. Eat some food with gluten in it, lots and lots of gluten (I for the life of me cannot figure out why people give that stuff up for fun!) I would hang out with my friends in all these things and not have to worry about if it was too hot, too cold, what was on the menu, how long we were standing up, etc. I would go to a theme park and ride all the upside down roller coasters because I could! I would then go camping over the night time. Because I miss camping a lot and it's just not suitable for those with many of my conditions. No bathroom, no temperature control, the ground is hard and painful, etc. So I would go camping, under the stars, no tent, under the stars, and thank God for giving me a normal day! (I'm also assuming in this scenario I'm rich, have a time travel machine to get me place to place fast and will suffer no ill side effects the next day)

22. My illness has taught me: To appreciate the little things in life, life is beautiful, God knows what He is doing, I am awesome and strong. I am not my illness!

23. Want to know a secret? One thing people say that gets under my skin is: "Are you better yet?"

24. But I love it when people: Comment on how strong I am or remind me how far I have come through adversity. 

25. My favorite motto, scripture, quote that gets me through tough times is: 
        I've got 2:
            * "I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made." Psalm 139:14
            * "...but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles;                    they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not grow faint." Isaiah 40:31

26. When someone is diagnosed I’d like to tell them: Learn to be an advocate for yourself, never settle for an answer that you don't want to be the final answer, never stay with a doctor that you don't feel is serving you well (you can fire doctors, just like they can fire you), get the treatment and respect you deserve, and fight like H**L because us spoonies don't go down without a fight! 

27. Something that has surprised me about living with an illness is: It's just like living without an illness. I'm just like you. You're just like me. Everyone's got circumstances. Everyone's got something. Everybody's broken. This is my thing. You just have to learn to adapt. 

28. The nicest thing someone did for me when I wasn't feeling well was: Believed me. Enough said.

29. I’m involved with Invisible Illness Week because: I want Invisible illnesses to become not invisible illnesses from an awareness standpoint. I want there to be no taboo. I want to not feel insecure about myself and feel like I have to fight everywhere I go to get rights just to do things like get equal access at school and in the parking lot. 

30. The fact that you read this list makes me feel: Supported and loved. 

And that's it. There you have it. 30 things you may not have known about my invisible illnesses, 2013 edition.


Oh, and by the way, Lisa was also able to write an article for the Huffington Post to spur interest in Invisible Illness Awareness Week as well. And your's truly was quoted in it (along with another one of my friends, and some other pretty awesome chronically ill people). :) So you should go to this link and read it as well to see about why the right words matter when your friends are ill. 

Saturday, August 17, 2013

"I swear, I'm not a drug addict." Or at least I thought I wasn't.

When you are a chronic illness and a chronic pain patient you are double whammied with constant scrutiny and speculation of if the pain is really in your head or if you are actually in constant physical pain and really need those tiny little white pills of bliss...narcotics that is.

But I'm not even going to really go into narcotics in this post, because, I'm tired of drama, and I feel like a post about narcotics about drama. And there are other drugs in my life besides narcotics.

I will say this about narcotics. It was narcotics that just last week (or two weeks ago) made me more speculative about drugs in general, and if you know me, you know I'm speculative of them majorly already. I have also been off of narcotics as off a full 7 days as of the time of this post (and I quit them cold turkey). I miss my pain pill every once in a while, but I really missed the years of living I didn't do when I was sedated. When a bottle says take up to 4 times per day as needed, that does not mean that you HAVE to take it at least once a day, if you don't need it. The pain will always be there, if the pain pill didn't get rid of it the day before, it's probably not gonna get rid of it today, so why are you still taking it? I'm not addicted to drugs, or am I?

That would be the end of the narcotic conversation I swear. Now on to the other drugs I'm talking about.

Before I had chronic illnesses I usually refused to even take Tylenol let alone anything stronger than that. I couldn't even swallow pills until I was like 16 or 17 and the only reason I learned then is because I had to learn how to swallow Midol because I have Endometriosis and PCOS and it hurt. Bad. Every month. So I took Midol. But nothing more than that. Then I started taking birth control to try to control that issue, but quit because it was a drug, and it wasn't natural, and I didn't believe in drugs. Seriously, guys. This was 10 years ago.

It gets better.

I was so opposed to drugs of any kind that I wouldn't even take the drugs I needed for my Ulcerative Colitis on the right schedule or every day so I wouldn't heal properly. I almost died a couple of times from that. My GP in North Carolina was awesome and he knew my views on drugs. Heck I wouldn't even use an acne cream he tried to give me. So when I moved away from NC almost 2 years ago now (wow, has it really been that long), and I went to see him for the last time, he found out my mom was in the waiting room and came out into the waiting room and told her to make sure I took my meds on time and on a schedule so that I wouldn't end up almost dying again. This was less than 2 years ago.

Today, I take 21 mandatory pills a day (4 for migraines, 2 for dysautonomia, 1 for GERD, 1 for Colitis, 3 for Fibromyalgia, 3 for "seizure like activity", 5 vitamins, 1 muscle relaxer,  and 1 beta blocker). I have the option of adding up to 6 more as needed (4 pain killers and 2 nausea pills) and also Tylenol as needed if I get a break through migraine and Benadryl as needed to calm my ANS.

If I don't take my meds, my whole system goes into overdrive and I twitch and jerk and can't get out of bed and get irritable and very symptomatic. Sounds like withdrawal, no?

I mean, yes, I realize that taking these medications does not make me a drug addict, because they are medically necessary for very real health conditions I have and I cannot survive without them. But seriously.

I looked up some "drug addict quotes" and one that came up was this: "Addiction isn't about using drugs. It's about what the drug does to your life." Enrock Maregesi

These drugs control my life, whether I want them to or not. If I take them I have side effects that are sometimes worse than not taking them in themselves. If I don't take them I can't get out of bed because I will probably pass out or be in so much pain it's unbearable. They give me some of my quality of life back. They give me hope and promise for a possible small amount of a future. But I am not addicted to them. I hope and pray for the day I no longer have to take them anymore. I have gotten off some, been put on others, been put off and back on some and back off again. But sometimes it makes you wonder how much the drugs have control of you, and how much you have control of the drugs.

One example, the one that really made me think about writing this blog, happened yesterday...well, it's been happening over the period of several months.

I've had SEVERE nausea for years, 24/7 for years upon years, probably longer than 4, but we will go for 4. Well. None of the first line of defense nausea meds work for me. Zofran gives me killer migraines. Phenegren knocks me out, but that doesn't work for during the day, for obvious reasons. I've tired others, but I don't really remember the exact reasons why they don't work. But they don't. Well. There is this other drug, called Kytril, that is apparently 2000 bucks a month if you don't have insurance, that apparently works for everyone, that apparently Medicaid didn't wanna pay for for obvious reasons. So we've been trying to get a prior authorization for me for it since March!!! No lie. Like, I just wanna not be nauseous so I can attempt to eat. And the insurance is making me try every nausea med there is first, which is fine, but can we try them faster. If it gives me a migraine the first time I take it, do I really have to "try it" for 2 weeks. Because I wanna move on.

Anyways, I got THE CALL yesterday from the nurse at the GI office that I've been waiting for, the prior authorization was approved. I was getting the Kytril. I could not have been on the phone with my pharmacy faster, asking them how soon I could have it. Imagine my dismay when I found out they had to order it and the soonest they could get it was Monday. This was Friday, did I seriously have to live 3 more days with nausea, when I was so close to promises of symptom relief?

No, not me, I begged them to call the other pharmacies locally and see if any of them had it. Then when I found out one of them did, I called them and asked how fast they could have it filled. This was all taking place between 8 and 9 PM on a Friday night. I woke up at 4 AM on Saturday morning excited to go get my med from the pharmacy at 8. I got there, and they still hadn't faxed it properly and again begged to have it resolved so I could get the med (now just 2 days earlier). I finally got the Kytril this morning around 10:30 AM after finding out last night around 6 PM that it was approved for me to receive it. After at least 4 years of 24/7 nausea, and fighting with the insurance since March. I finally got the med and got it in me (and I am very happy to report that it does indeed work, and I have not noticed any major side effects yet).

My point in this story is, 10 years ago, I would not have even considered such a strong med, or a med at all ( I would just stick to my ginger, chiropractor, acupuncture route-which I do use, but it doesn't cut it). 2 years ago I would have said, "Oh, that's fine, I'll just wait to pick it up Monday." So what has changed in me that now, I need to have a prescription as soon as it is available? What has changed in me that has gone from I hate even going to the doctor for a physical to I'm at one almost every day? What has changed in me that I have gone from I won't try anything but natural approaches, to I'll try any med once?

I would like to think that my personality hasn't changed. That you can't just one day wake up and be an addict. But when someone promises you the hope of quality of life and you are chronically ill, you'll do almost anything.

You just have to remember perspective. Like the quote said (or didn't say, but what I'm taking from it), don't let the drugs take control of your life. You control your life, let the drugs help you feel better so that you can have a better quality of life, but don't let them control you. When you are automatically doling narcotics into your pill box on a schedule, it's time to quit them cold turkey. When you are willing to drive to the pharmacy at 3 in the morning to get an anti-nausea med so you can feel better, it's time to re-evaluate who has control of your life.

Speaking of who has control of your life. Saw this prayer from www.restministries.com  on Pinterest a couple of days ago and thought it would be a perfect way to end this blog post. As a person with chronic illness, we have to remember that medications (drugs) have a very real place in our lives, and serve a purpose. So if you are feeling a little bit close to where I was (am), and are struggling with medications, read this prayer, pray it, and realize you aren't alone. There are so many of us fighting this battle together.


We aren't addicts, we need this medication to help us. Even the narcotics, as long as you're using them right :) Fight on friend, fight on :)