Unable to Eat

I was feeling good. Really good and beginning to actually function. I was hungry occasionally, tolerating sun, able to accomplish more, losing water weight, less pain, and more energy. I was feeling more confident about my treatment plan and relived that my efforts were paying off. I had visited family to help out with an emergency. Than of course, went back home. The following morning I felt a bit off. I thought I just over did it a little. However, by the following morning it was clear something was wrong once again.

I began out of no where vomiting. To be clear I never vomit with any of my chronic illnesses. I had the runs. Unable to eat and barely able to drink. I ran an extra bag of Saline fluids because it was a Saline day thankfully. I toughed it out all weekend. Finally giving in I went to the Emergency Room only to be “accidentally” sent home. I continued to get worse each day. I began having palpitations, chest pain, all my pain was intolerable by this time, and unable to eat more than two crackers at a time. Due to vomiting I missed all my meds, vitamins, and supplements for about two weeks. On the bright side I’m certain now this plan works.

I have never had to go to the emergency room twice in one week. I was hesitant and frustrated. It was not a smooth trip by any means. In fact, the doctor only agreed to treat me and admit me once my gastros office yelled at her for saying I should just be sent home. I had seen this ER doctor one other time for a mast cell reaction. She didn’t understand it or want to call my doctor so told me I was over reacting. #RareDiseaseStruggle

Finally, I was admitted, as I said. However, no one had much direction on what to do other than offer me food and some encouragement to try to eat. If I had energy it would have been tempting to yell at someone because if all I needed to do was try some food I wouldn’t need to stay in the hospital! They ran basic labs, a stool test, ultra sound, and part of a colonoscopy. They yielded results but nothing that gave them direction for treatment. My body was starving when I was admitted and left. I had half a dozen stones, low blood sugar, a broken cyst, and low vitamin levels. I slept in the beginning about 20 plus hours a day. In perspective I never nap.

This was by far the most frustrating hospital admission I ever had. While waiting for my scope I turned on worship music and just cried from the pain. I had to try to think ahead as most times it took about an hour if I needed anything.  When I got to my hospital room I struggled flushing the toilet from being weak.

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Finally I could get in a few bites of soup. So they allowed me to go home because no one was sure what else to do.

So why can’t I eat suddenly? Well, I have of course a well thought out theory. I believe I either got food poisoning or a virus. Due to this I was unable to keep my steroids in so I encountered a mild adrenaline crisis. Additionally, mild flare up of UC, EDS, POTS, and Lupus. To top it all off I have my suspicions that some sort of a mild motility disorder is going on as an overlapping illness with the EDS, Mast cell, and POTS trio.

My days currently are spent with my pets as I try to finish my bachelors degree. I attempt to stimulate appetite and eat extremely small meals. So far I am down about 18 pounds. Outside of that it is mainly resting. There’s not much you want to do when always running on empty.

My goal is to get back in all my meds and supplements because they have been life changing for me. No I have not acquired a magic pill but just another tool to add to my tool box. I follow up with my PCP this week and will be discussing the possibility of a UTI. Furthermore, bring up once again the fact that I am in pain when I eat still. I will see someone who works with my gastro and see if we make any progress. At this time, my doctors are against TPN. However, soon I am getting a PICC line Finally placed for my fluids.

I have 100% seen improvement just to be clear but improvement doesn’t mean I never have set backs. Everyone with an illness has ups and downs. I know in my heart this could have been much worse than it was. I will be working on getting out info on the elements of my plan that help me so much. Additionally keep an eye out soon for a transitioning home from the hospital post.

For when I am weak the Lord is my strength. My provider. My everything. Praise Him in every storm. I am beyond thankful for those He has placed in my life as support. He embraces me when things feel like a nightmare and provide comfort. He has chosen not to heal me but to hold me and I will praise His name forevermore 

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2 Comments

  1. Bless you. I wish I could give you a hug. You are an amazing trooper. I pray God will enable you to regain strength. I praise him that he is always there with you, carrying you through. You are amazing! God bless you, sweet sister in Christ. Hugs and prayers xx

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