My GI Tract Will be Scoped

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I will also be looking at downsizing my huge tracts of land. I just tried on a 2x shirt I ordered and could barely get it over the girls. This is untenable.

Back to my GI appointment. I was a bit nervous because it was through the EDS clinic, and I met that awful doctor the first time, but these doctors were probably the best I have ever met. They had a fellowship student do the intake. She listened so carefully and asked such good questions. She really led the appointment and I didn’t feel like I had to explain myself or guess what may have happened to me. By this, I mean my guesses about my birth trauma are just suppositions. That’s when the pain started and it makes sense, but it’s really a guess.

I was examined, found to be full of gas, you can play my gut like a drum. The doctor came in, she confirmed everything and we went through the listing of about 6 scopes I will be going through. Timeline will be about six months. We will check my motility, scope up and down with a camera, I have to swallow rings and be xrayed the next day. Lots of things to check my motility. I won’t be enjoying those scopes, but I will like to poop more than once every 10 days.

Going to the EDS clinic is great, because there is an administrator there who is made out of sunshine. She is just the coolest person, and she talks with me and husband before our appointment AND takes care of stuff. I always feel like a real person again. I always look forward to seeing her. There is another woman who works there who used to work at my old pain clinic. I couldn’t recognize her face, but when I listened to her voice for a while, I realized it was because I always sent my husband up with my cards to register. I recognize her voice, but I didn’t see her much! I hope I see her soon to tell her! She’s sweet!

My husband does research, that’s his ‘thing’. So he looked up the lead doctor at the clinic. Not only is he handsome, he has a pretty darn good reputation for research. He may not have the reputation my pain clinic doctor has, but he has headed some large and important studies. He has the potential to be just amazing and well-known. My husband told me he is only 43. I am not comfortable with doctors being so much younger than me! (Not really)

I have sent letters to the patient relations department of the hospitals. One, being that my first appointment didn’t go well. I do not qualify for hEDS under the new qualifications, however it’s because I scored 4/9 on Beighton. Now this was January, and I told the doctor I could push further, I was in pain, but if he wanted to see something specific, please tell me. He was silent. The Patient relations person is amazing, and they aren’t taking away my diagnosis, but I am nervous. We are discussing. I can repeat the test fine during summer months, so we shall see.

The other letter is to the other hospital regarding the pain clinic and how I am not being heard. I am still in incredible pain. I’m not sleeping in any kind of pattern. 3 hours here, 2 there. I’m exhausted.

My husband and I have been discussing my presentation around doctors. I don’t know if I am doing something wrong or not. Am I not deferential enough? Too aggressive? I am running on pure adrenaline usually.

I have a whole new butt-load of medication to try. I know being more active will help, too. Sigh. I have also gained back 40 of the 120 I lost. I will cop to 15 lbs of that. When I eat oatmeal for breakfast and a couple of oatmeal bars for lunch, no dinner, how am I gaining weight? Besides not pooping? Honestly.

I also realized, I sound just like my grandmother. She was gassy, burpy, constipated, had awful heartburn, as well. I don’t know if she actually coughs up her food like I do. Gross. It’s like a cud. My grandmother had so much work on the farm and looking after grandpa, I don’t know if she actually had proper treatment.

That’s me up til now.

Will keep you updated if something fun happens.

Love to all.

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Mercury in Retrograde

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Mercury is supposed to be in retrograde the last two weeks of August, which is why I’ve had this horrible feeling of dread. Or so I’m telling myself.

I was so restless last night, I just could not settle. I was tossing and turning. I had to strip off my nightclothes, as they were getting all twisted up. I tried to make myself a nice pillow fort, but it didn’t work. Mostly, I kept swallowing air and having to sit up and clear it. Very uncomfortable. Not so ladylike, either.

I did fall asleep around 2:00 PM, though, and sleep until 9:00 PM. I usually have no trouble going back to sleep. I’ve been just exhausted, especially after getting outside to see the eclipse! (I will post about that soon!) .  At one point in our history, people used to go to bed around 7:00 PM, sleep until 11, be awake from 11 until 1 and then sleep from 1 to 5 or 6. I could live like that quite happily.

I don’t know if you believe in numerology, I tend not to, but this year my age is divisible by 7, and those do tend to be big years where I re-invent myself. I feel different this year. I have a new outlook. 😊

I bought yet another elbow brace. Size XXL.  Now, I’m not that big anymore, why do I need an XXL? Otherwise I’m ripping them off in agony in the middle of the night, only after a few hours. This one lasted seven. I do feel better, but woah, it’s sore. My hands are sore, too. I’ve been trying to rest them, but you really need your hands! XXL is pretty tough to find. I’m actually using sleeves, not braces. I will save braces until I’m fitted by pros.

Yesterday was supposed to be my BOTOX injections.  I haven’t heard anything from the clinic, but I’m doing amazingly well, considering. I’m not having that much head pain at the moment, but it does ramp up quickly as the day goes on. I’m having a ton of abdominal cramps. I am wondering if my cpap is contributing to my swallowed air. I need another sleep test. I’m to have them for every 20 lbs I gain or lose and I’ve lost 115 lbs without any follow up. It’s straight up due to my mobility. And, the pain therein.

And of course, just the stress. I feel stressed. I don’t really know why. Maybe it’s the start of school again. I worry about my kids. My boy didn’t have a great year last year. Grade 7 sucks, though. I need to focus on being relaxed today. My breathing. Relaxing. Perhaps some organization if I can. I love that.

My corner of the bedroom is bringing me joy. I am organizing things so they are easily found and accessible. I have a bunch of trinkets and items to make me happy. Netflix on the television, my makeup organized and close by. Masks and makeup products. Some cool magnifying and fisheye lenses, a zebra striped cuddle blanket. Enough braces to brace an army. Iced tea and lip gloss.

Life is good.

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