Stormy Seas

A few months ago I had some big ideas of where this year was going to take me. I was trying some thing new for my health, focusing on being able to once again contribute to my families finances, changing up my blog and committed to sharing my story. January and February seemed to comply with my best laid plans and then March rolled in and things just kind of go flipped on their head. At this very moment I am trying to my best to ride out the storm and when the waters calm enough for me to get my bearings, I can re-evaluate the course I am on.

After sharing some little wins with my health and the fact that my the pain I usually experience around my cycle and a full moon was gone, the winds of change blew in and the pain came back. Not only did the pain come back but everything started to go in a downward spiral. I am having days as bad as they were right before my diagnosis or during the first of year or so of treatment for Lyme. I just don't know how much more of this I can take. 

My brain is so inflamed and jumbled up right now I can guarantee my spelling and grammar will be off and the words aren't going to flow smoothly as I share whats been going on. It's important that I share this for those of you that have been following this journey, for myself so it clears my mind somewhat and for those that is may help. So please bear with me. 

For some reason my nerves are not happy. The one symptom we had managed to significantly decrease and for an extended period of time was burning nerve pain. The ghost that sneaks up and holds the invisible cigarette lighter against my skin has decided to come back and visit my regularly. I can be cooking dinner, driving down the road, or laying in bed and the searing, burning pain is so bad I am surprised there are no blisters or scars. My muscle pain and weakness has returned full force. I am back to wanting to cut my arms off because the discomfort is so bad. I am battling my seizure type activity regularly. My legs are restless and I just can't get comfortable. I am having muscle spasms all over. 

My heart is acting up again. Palpitations. PVC's. Recently I had to walk a short but somewhat steep hill and I had some chest pain. It went a way quickly but it is still scary. The only other time I have really had chest pain is when my heart rate had jumped up to 272 bpm on treadmill stress test. I get short of breath really easily and just don't feel good. 

My brain is not functioning well. I am confused, lost for words and anxious. I start sentences and stop talking mid way through with out realizing it. My 10 yr old told me the other day I keep doing that and how something is wrong with my brain and I'd better see the doctor. Oh if only there wasn't so much truth behind those words. It really sucks when I have to look up my 5th graders spelling and vocabulary words or words she needs help spelling because I just don't know any more. 

Fatigue. Or should I say FATIGUE! I maintain to this very day that if I only had normal healthy energy and the ability to sleep well and feel rested when I woke up I could live a full life with all of my other symptoms. Fatigue is the one thing that has never gone away. I have been dealing with it consistently for 20 years now. And it's only gotten worse. I am back to being severely exhausted so much so that I can not always stay awake through the day. Miserable. Most days I get the kids to and from school at least. Part of me feels like my body continues to adjust to what I am dealing with. So in someways it may seem to you like I am doing more, and maybe I am, it is not because I have made such great improvements or that I have put the disease into remission but more so that I have learned to survive with a new normal. A certain level of feeling bad becomes normal so I have to feel that much more crappy for things to take me down. Something has got to give. I feel like I am in limbo or some other "in between" state. I know this sounds horrible to say but I am committed to keeping it real so ...sometimes I wish things would get so bad that I was stuck in the hospital. Then the seriousness of what I am facing would be evident. It's like get better or get worse but don't just stay in this in between state that keeps functioning enough for people to think your doing fine and yet bad enough to make you look just plain lazy. 

I know I am at the heaviest weight of my life and extremely out of shape and both of those things aren't helping the situation so I am trying to refocus on those areas. While I do have an appointment to see my doctor next week, the reality is so much of this I just have to figure out on my own. If money were no object I would stand a better chance of getting things figured out but even then this whole mess is just so complicated. It it critical though that we make some way. Not only have I lost a good part of the last six years with my husband and kids, and the my oldest will be gone before I know it but there health is becoming more of an issue. I can't put dedicate what I need to, to help them if I can't take care of myself. And so the story goes. 

This leads me to where my kiddos are in their journeys and my current worries and stress. My 13 yr old continues to be monitored by a neurosurgeon for her Chiari Malformation and Syrinx. She recently had a repeat MRI early than expected for some unusual persistent head pain in the back of her head. All remained unchanged with her other issues which is good but we had no known cause of her pain. If I hadn't shared in any early posts, she also broke her hand just before thanksgiving in a freak accident. It was a fairly traumatic injury and besides breaking her second metacarpal she lost a lot of skin about the size of quarter on the top of her hand. Her scare continues to hurt, the coloring in her hand is off just a little, and she is now having pain along that metacarpal. UGH! She has some random aches and pains and still some dizzy episodes so we continue to run tests, and when all comes up clear I just check the Lyme related box. Unfortunately trauma can cause things to get out of control so I am really monitoring her since her accident and am hoping this doesn't unleash the wild beast of this illness.

My 10 yr old has put me through the ringer the past few weeks and I just have this gnawing feeling in my gut something bigger is going on. She along with my husband and other daughter had been sick earlier in the year with a flu type virus. We managed it at home and either I didn't get it or I did and maybe that's why I am having an issue at the moment. I have never seen my hubby so sick. Fevers, body aches, sore throats, etc...Jump ahead about 4 or 5 weeks and my baby started in with a low grade fever and just not feeling great. It would come and go on it's own, disappearing for  24+ hours before returning. She started sleeping a lot, not eating. Blood work showed an elevated SED rate (which indicates inflammation) and she had (actually still has) and swollen lymph node in her arm pit. Long story short after almost a week she was diagnosed with bacterial pneumonia. I guess it was making its round at school but it was just a little crazy the way hers presented and I am thankful that I was persistent with the doctors that something was going besides the standard virus. She lost almost 3 pounds in a week and she is a string bean to begin with so we are working hard to get the weight back and she is still taking it easy. She gets worn down somewhat quickly and just still isn't a 100%. I do realize the lymph node may totally be related to the pneumonia but I am keeping my eye on it. In addition, she has these spider angiomas. They are typically considered benign. Just maybe fragile blood vessels. I had some as a kid too and they aren't all that uncommon. At her first doctor visit for her ongoing fever and lymph node issue the doctor saw one on her hand that she thought was a petechiae that can be a sign of Leukemia. That caused her to start looking at my daughters hands and arms. While what caught her attention was just an angioma she commented about how many there were. While she doesn't seem incredibly concerned about it there were about 12 which is on the higher side. Usually there are only a few. Well today I found 3 new ones. There isn't any really clear information on what they may mean for a child. They can be indications of liver issues but so far we don't have any other symptoms to go on. So while I am trying to remain calm my mommy sense just is nagging me so I am doing my best to stay on top things. 

I am sure I have so much more I could say but I am tired and brain has decided to give up for now. I once again don't know where I would be with out my faith in God. Frankly I have cried, yelled at and questioned Him a lot lately. What an amazing father He is to love in spite of this. As angry as I get with Him somethings He is also the only thing that gives me hope to go another day. I've got some special people fighting some serious health battles I am keep in my prayers and honestly I'll could use your prayers too. Preparing to take on what ever challenges tomorrow holds for me. Thanks as always for your support.

And Then...

While I wasn't planning on going this long between updates on my Whole30 adventure a little medical issue kind of got me sidetracked. I can't really say you've missed much though. Here's what I can say: Today is day 24 and the cravings are still there just like they were on day 1. I haven't totally adjusted to my coffee without sugar. Eggs everyday isn't completely terrible. Sugar is in just about everything. 30 days isn't going to be long enough for me. 

In the 3 weeks and a few days since starting this journey I can tell that my skin has continued to improve and I have lost some more weight. Both of those things had started earlier this year with the elimination of gluten and a reduction on dairy and sugar. Going the extra mile has just continued those benefits. However, increased energy, reduction in pain, improved brain function or just a general reduction in the symptoms due to my illness hasn't happened YET. I emphasize yet because I have come to face the reality of just how off my diet has been and for how long and the bottom line is it's going to take longer than 30 days for my body to adjust. My doctor is also doing the Whole30 and is a few days behind me. He is always excited to hear how its going. While he was beyond impressed that I had been successful this long, he was a little disappointed that I had not had more noticeable improvements. I told him the honest truth about my life long sugar addiction and he let me know that I was very fortunate that I had not become addicted to drugs or alcohol as it is fairly common for people with such a love of sugar to become addicted to other things. I would say he agreed with my assessment and it will take me a little longer but good things are happening even if I don't see the changes yet.  

While I consider myself successful to this point the creators of this program would say differently. Tough love is certainly a tactic they use. Here is where I have "failed" in these 24 days. The first 2 days I took my digestive enzyme like normal without realizing that is contained milk. Towards the end of the 3rd week I drank about half a bottle of a chia seed drink that I didn't realize had agave in it despite reading the ingredients a time or 2. Both of those things were accidental but the program says regardless of the reason they believe you should start over. For my own sanity I was not prepared to go back to day 1. The other times I made a conscious decision about something I ate that they would consider non compliant.  Both items were fine ingredient wise but not in keeping with the general spirit of the program. I ate about 5 french fries and a few handfuls of Terra Chips. I actually planned on eating a whole order of fries but immediately knew I it was a bad decision and that I would regret it. The fact I stopped eating them is a success in my book. The chips I initially ate due to poor planning and their availability. I can see why the plan considers them food without breaks. It would be very easy to sit down and over do it. They both helped fulfill some kind of craving. I am not going to beat my self up over those decisions and am still considering my self a success up to this point. 

I will say that this process is definitely hard. Certainly harder for some than it is for others. Here is where I have struggled  and know that I can improve in the future. First and foremost is the sad shape of my diet up until this point. These are significant changes to make. I am telling you, sugar is in everything. So when you think its not a big deal to primarily eat meat and vegetables try finding compliant deli meat or bacon or something to dip your vegetables in that does not contain sugar. Second is the fact that I don't feel good and lack energy to get through the day everyday. My lack of cooking skills and planning goes hand in hand with #2. If I felt better and had more energy things like cooking, cleaning and planning would not seem like such overwhelming tasks. Lastly having kids and a husband who aren't on the same plan. (at least not yet) makes it a little more of challenge. I will say my family has been very supportive of me though. I realize I am not eating enough vegetables or fat at every meal. I also had a week of not eating enough due to my little medical problem and I haven't quite gotten back on track yet. 

I have not made a decision on what will happen on day 31. I can choose to follow the plans reintroduction of foods and see which ones I can tolerate on some level, I can continue as I am, or I can quit and resume the diet I had. I really don't consider quitting an option so I am left with the first two. My gut feeling is I will reintroduce somethings that I know will be helpful in me maintaining a much better diet for the long term. I already know I am better without the gluten, most dairy, and added sugar. These final 6 days could be a game changer though and maybe I will take on another 30 days. I know everyday beyond the initial 30 that I can do this will only be a benefit to me. I will certainly let you know what I decide.

I'm sorry this post is a little long already but I wanted to give an update on what else has been going on health wise for those that are interested. A little more than a month ago I started IV ozone as my latest treatment for Lyme and its associated problems. Treatment was once a week although I did have a week off since my doctor was out of town. After the first treatment I was definitely more tired. After the second treatment I was not only more tired, but had the return of some awful nerve pain. I had random bouts of burning pain that appear almost any where on my body. We had some rainy weather during this time and on a few occasions when the rain was just beginning to fall almost like a heavy mist any exposed part of my body would sting with every drop of water that touched it. I had not experienced this since before I was diagnosed. While it was frustrating and uncomfortable I took it as a sign that the ozone was killing off some bugs and that it was just part of the wonderful herxheimer (herx) reaction so often associated with Lyme. The random burning and increased fatigue have unfortunately decided to hang around for a while. 

The third treatment brought about some very unwelcome symptoms that temporarily turned my world upside down and left me wondering- "What the hell just happened?". And as usual I am not sure we have a definitive answer to that question. My treatment went as usual that morning and I headed home. I was tired as expected and knew my busy evening with back to school night and softball practice may require a little extra push. About 4 p.m., I was sitting at my desk, when head to toe pain washed over me like a wave. I was suddenly hit with some of the most severe body aches I had every had in my life. Every move I made hurt and my skin felt bruised all over, I was suddenly dreading the night ahead of me but figured it was important for me to go and it would be a distraction to what must be a severe die off from my treatment early that day. While I managed to get through back to school night it was not the distraction I hoped it would be and I felt worse with each passing moment. I finally made it home where I took my alka seltzer gold that usually helps reduce my pain and decided to detox with an epsom salt bath. As the bath water ran, I took my temperature and it was 99.2. While most people wouldn't consider that a fever, for someone who runs a degree or two below normal this could be the start of a low grade fever. I took my bath and then climbed into bed. It did not take long for my heart to become very unhappy. The rate seemed high but more concerning was the feeling that it was skipping beats or throwing PVC's every minute or two sometimes more. I let my husband know he needed to come straight home from softball practice because something was wrong and I didn't feel good. ( I was also having severe left sided ovarian pain which is normal for me but this time was more constant and intense) Was this all related to an ovarian cyst? Did I pick up the nasty virus going around the kids school? Who knew but I was miserable. I was not new to my heart acting up but it doesn't make the episode any less scary. I let this continue for a couple hours before giving in and calling the doctors office. The on call answered and said while they had being seeing patients with body aches and fevers come into the office the heart thing was concerning and it was best I go to the ER.

Fortunately we have a hospital with in about 5 min of our house so I was comfortable enough to take myself and let hubby and kids stay at home  since it was about 10:45 at night and they didn't need to be around all those germs. The whole way there I prayed that they not only figured out what was wrong with me but that I didn't get laughed at or scolded about my Lyme diagnosis and my current choice of treatment. You may think its crazy for me to think that would happen but it already has. A Lyme patient has the constant debate when seeing a new medical professional on weather or not to bring up Lyme fear of what they might say. It was also important they found something. I have more been to the ER more than I would like and have had them find nothing which is also typical for a Lyme patient. Or they find something wrong but it doesn't appear life threatening and they don't know what is causing it so you are sent home with no answers. The last thing my body needed was anxiety over going to the hospital so I just prayed. I got the ER and it was packed. People wrapped in blankets with masks covering their faces made the germ a phobe in me come out and I wanted to run the other way. I checked in though and tried to make myself comfortable for the long wait that was ahead of me. 

I made it to triage fairly quickly where all the typical questions are asked and your vitals are taken. The nurse was doing everything with a doctor sitting in to monitor. Temperature was 99.2 so no "fever" but my heart rate was a shocking 130. Based on symptoms and history they were going to run multiple labs and tests. This included a pelvic ultrasound for ovarian pain and blood cultures because this could be the beginning of sepsis since I had been using my port. They also threw in a chest x-ray for good measure. Tests and labs were all done fairly quickly but I had to wait for a room as I needed to be seen in the main part of the ER. I was finally called back at about 3 am. The attending doc went over my history again and agreed with the possibility of sepsis. Another culture was taken this time directly from my port and an abdominal CT was ordered. My heart rate was still running between 120 and 130 and my temperature was now 102. I was blessed with a doc who didn't laugh at my Lyme diagnosis, who didn't really know about ozone as a treatment but was going to research it and was familiar with a herx reaction. Ultimately, they found an ovarian cyst and something on my liver but nothing urgent they needed to deal with. They did give me a dose of IV antibiotics just in case and stated blood cultures would take 24 to 48 hrs to grow something. Since my heart rate had come down to 105 they would let me know go and call me if the cultures were positive to have me admitted. I was released about 6:30 that morning. 

While the pain was somewhat better I was now extremely nauseous and running on no sleep. I came home and went to bed. The waiting for blood cultures brought on some anxiety. I wanted someone to call either way so I knew things had not been overlooked. I decided to call the next morning at the 24 hr mark and was told we will call you if its positive, The phone never rang. I called again the next day and explained I just needed confirmation things were ok (my doc had called to check on me and said he definitely suspected sepsis due to the high fever). I was told to call back on Monday when I could talk to the lab and they would help me out. 

Just yesterday I was telling this little tale to my acupuncturist and when I got to this part of the story I said "and then" and he stopped me. He said "And then? Really Jessica there is an and then?". By now he was used to my crazy stories and we just laugh about it. So,,,I called Monday only to be met with resistance. We can't tell you anything. You have to go to medical records. The ER was wrong. I couldn't even fully get my question out before it was apparent I had to go get copies of my medical records for my 8 hr stay to find anything out. The process wasn't terrible bad but the results were a little shocking and once again left me with the thought that the medical community is in trouble and certainly leaves something to be desired. It is imperative that you are your own advocate and must not take everything you are told at face value. 

As I flipped through the 40+ pages I was handed I found a variety of information some of which I had never heard about myself. Blood tests indicated high CRP, WBC and Neutrophils with low Lymphocytes. Urinalysis showed high ketones which most likely were from my new eating habits and the fact my body was burning fat instead of sugar. The urine culture was contaminated and they wanted a repeat which of course never happened. The 3 blood cultures all indicated no growth but they were only preliminary reports and 2 of them were given before the 24 hr mark. While my ovarian pain was on the left side they found a cyst on the right. I can only assume the pain is related to the varicose vein in my pelvis we discovered a year or so ago. Chest x-ray was normal. Now on to the CT. It is noted that I have a probable hepatic hemangioma on my liver. Follow up is needed to confirm this but there is not much concern. Up to this point everything I read they had mentioned to me with the exception of the blood cultures. 

Now I begin reading things I have never been told about myself and most of which I have never heard of. This is where I am just special like that. Random weird and sometimes rare abnormalities that may or may not be something of significance. But in any case it would be nice if someone mentioned it. If it's important enough to note in the medical records could it be important enough to mention to the patient?  The list includes a small umbilical hernia, a sclerotic focus on my left iliac bone, extrarenal pelvis bilaterally, a cyst on my lower right kidney, slightly enlarged spleen, and multilevel bulging discs causing a narrowing of my spinal canal and a diagnosis of degenerative disc disease. Reading these things caused mild a panic and serious frustration. Trying to weed through what may be important and what was not was something I had to do until I could see my doctor and confirm. This is where some knowledge can go a long way. I like to feel some what educated when discussing things with the doctor. I don't want everything to be over my head and I don't want something to be missed. After all people in medical community are just that, people. Prone to mistakes like everyone else. The issue is their mistakes can be life or death. (I almost terminated the life of my youngest daughter due to someones mistake. A story I may have shared years ago but will share again another day) After consulting my chiropractor and doctor it was decided most of these things were of no concern and just extra information. I do have to follow up with an ultrasound of my liver.

As far as my my blood cultures and treatment go...my doctor agreed there needs to be a final report on my blood cultures and is in the process of obtaining those. He also believes that after almost 5 years of having my port in there is most likely bacteria in the end of my line and each time we use it we would be flushing that in to my blood stream causing what could lead to sepsis. It has to come out. So tomorrow I go and have "Donald"removed. Ozone has been suspended for the time being and we will reevaluate once the port is out. I am nervous about doing IV treatment with out it but will do what ever is deemed necessary. The Interventional Radiologist office will be sending the tip of the catheter in to be cultured for bacteria once it is removed. I am concerned about the possibility of bacteria being dumped in to my system during the removal and have left a message requesting antibiotics just in case. 

I am hoping to get back on here and check in in a few days to let you know how things went and if I have any new information. I certainly would appreciate extra prayers and good thoughts tomorrow. Thank you to everyone who has followed my  journey over the years. It is strange to put this information out to the world sometimes, but it is therapeutic for me to get it out of my head and some of you really want to know. So again thanks for your support.