Continued from Cause and Effect – My Strange Afflictions, Part 2
* I’m sorry I’ve strung these parts out. Had I left it all together it would’ve made for a very long story all in one sitting.
In the mean time, Dr. J, my primary, referred me to Gastroenterology at our university hospital because I’ve been on omeprazole for over 6 years and I’ve been having break-through GERD. I went to Dr. X on December 17th, 2012. Her physician’s assistant examined me first. He found a mass the size of a grapefruit (don’t they always seem to be that size?) in my abdomen below, above, and to the right of my belly button. Continue reading
Continued from Cause and Effect – My Strange Afflictions, Part 1
I was so disgusted with my family physician (I’d been with her for 15 years) that I went to her when I made it home, got a year’s worth of refills for the beta-blocker and never saw her again. We moved down to Florida permanently in August 2004. A few weeks later, I got a job as a cashier at Cracker Barrel. I’d always wanted to work there (I’m a people person 🙂 ), but the stress on my back from standing on my feet for 8 or more hours a day was too much. (The back issue is from a birth defect – another bizarre, interesting story.) And I didn’t feel good at all. I was anxious all the time and couldn’t figure out why I always felt so bad. A co-worker suggested I go to her doctor so I made the appointment. The last day I worked at CB, my husband found me sitting in my van in the parking lot crying. Continue reading
Obviously, I’ve been on an emotional roller coaster for a long time due to some weird, rare things going wrong in my body. I’m telling my story now because I’ve shared it with very few people and there is an explanation for my oft-times erratic thought processes. My close family and two or three very dear friends know all of it, but I didn’t want to be one of those who bores others to death with every single one of their health woes. I do hope that by my telling, anyone who has medical issues not being taken seriously by their physician will do as I did. Keep pushing until you get the right diagnosis. Don’t settle for treating your symptoms; fight for a cure. If you have to argue with your doctor, don’t be afraid! They don’t know everything even though they like to make you think they do. Continue reading