I’ve wanted to make some posts, but a few things have set me back. The holidays, unexpected family visitations, and a virus.
Usually I’d go into extensive detail of dates and symptom progression, because the nature of my “viral” infections are questionable as to whether it was an acquired seasonal bug, or a flare-up of something I already have. This was definitely something I caught.
It started with a “feels like I’ve swallowed glass” sore throat and proceeded to cause symptoms of every seasonal fluke known to man…except a cough, THANK GOD! The whole ordeal lasted nine days, if I remember correctly. The first four, my body was trying to figure out what was happening. Aside from feeling especially like hell with glass-throat, I couldn’t tell anything apart from my regular symptoms. And then it abruptly realized I had a bug and went into “attack it!” mode, which sent me to the ER the first time, with rapid-onset fever and of course, dehydration.
The second ER visit was due to intractable head pain. Let’s put it this way: I usually take my pain meds twice a day? I was taking them every four hours, they were only barely working, and I had to set an alarm to wake me up while sleeping to take them or I’d wake up sobbing. It turned out that all the.. I’ll say trauma, of the added stress triggered my occipital neuralgia. Once I figured that out, I was able to treat it, which is to say, use the combination of meds and heat I know to be effective in calming the storm until it passed.
I always say I’d rather have a full-blown migraine for a week than an attack of occipital neuralgia for even one day. They gave me hydromorphone. Twice. (I’ve said to “normals” that they gave me morphine, because everyone know what that is, but they actually gave me Dilaudid, which is about three times stronger than morphine.)
A funny thing happened as I recovered from this. My immune system apparently got distracted from attacking me, and I had much-reduced pain and no vasculitis for about a week. Then it remembered who I was again, but I enjoyed those “days off” from everything!
I haven’t been on ANY of my vitamins or supplements since it started, but another funny thing: I can’t tell any difference. This is a complete 180 from when I was in treatment and I could tell which supplement I forgot by which symptom popped up within the next two days–arrhythmia if I’d forgotten my calcium, a migraine if it was my magnesium, chest pain if Co Q-10. Randomly, but perhaps importantly, I’m REALLY REALLY glad I was taking high-dose Vitamin C in the month prior to that virus finding me! That might be why it took four days to really settle in. (Vitamin C doesn’t help much if you’re healthy, but if you’re immunocompromised it can make a big difference.)
My best guess is that, my body doesn’t need as much help since I am not in treatment? I’d like to think it’s a good thing that I can now survive without supplementation, and I’m not planning on going back on everything unless necessary. I know I need magnesium to preserve my nerve function. And the Co Q-10 for the M.E.; I’ve been having chest pains galore from all the activity sans supplementation to help my muscles recover. And possibly my B-complex, also for nerves, but I’m going to hold off on that until I get the results of this new test I’m having to see if I have the MTHFR gene mutation. (Yes I am aware of what that looks like an abbreviation for, and yes, I laughed.) It can prevent the body from detoxing properly and also cause hyperhomocysteinemia (can we just call that hyperhomo? that’s funny, too) which can result in vascular problems and strange reactions to B vitamins… I have all of that! But of course I have symptoms of everything, so I can’t get TOO excited. It’s a gene mutation so it can’t be cured, but it can be managed if we know I have it.
Since I don’t know the rate at which I’ll be posting, I’ll just give you a preview. I’m going to talk about my New Year’s resolutions, how taking a one-month break from Twitter affected me, and how Christianity never helped me deal with the reality of chronic illness. Eventually I will also describe what my pain is actually like, because chronic pain means different things to different people, and I’d like to talk about my version.
See you soon!
♥ a rainbow at night