The Devil and Vinny are playing some nasty games... and they’re cheaters.
I’ve tried so hard to be strong this month. And I succeeded until about
3 days ago when the dam just wasn’t quite strong enough anymore and I
drown in my tears. It’s hard to admit you’re weak, but I choose to be
weak right now. I’m trying to rebuild myself and stand back up from my
favorite landing place; rock bottom, once again.
Several of the most basic necessities to survive have been taken from me.
I’d like to introduce you all to my “ARCH ENEMIES OF THE MONTH...”
FOOD and SLEEP
I’d like to introduce you all to my “ARCH ENEMIES OF THE MONTH...”
FOOD and SLEEP
Curse you.
Beginning around mid February, I was unable to eat a full meal for 16
days straight, rapidly lost over 17 lbs and was threatened with a
feeding tube by Mr. Doc. I was surviving on dry cereal, pretzels, and
water. After those fun 16 days, I have now been able to eat a FULL small
dinner each night!!
So, for the past month, we have small dinners and every other meal is
full of more water and pretzels. Luckily, doctors have ruled out my
appendix, my gallbladder (phew!), and my kidneys/liver are looking just
dandy. We knew the rampant inflammation was attacking my organs and GI tract
but they’re taking a bigger beating than we initially thought. Mr. GI
DOC has a “double scope” procedure scheduled to look at my beautiful
sparkly insides.
During the procedure, he will be taking biopsies for food allergies,
ulcers, cancer, and tumors as well as looking for signs of celiac or
crohn’s disease.
Moving forward....
Alas, my beauty sleep has also taken a SHARP decline (as my cracked
mirror has told me) and I’m suffering greatly from it. My nights consist
of staring at a dark ceiling counting sheep, and deer, and tigers, and
hell.... UNICORNS!!!
But no animal, mythical or not, is helping put my body to sleep.
Doctors have tried numerous over the counter sleep aids but to no avail... the pain is just too great to fully relax. Fortunately, those survival instincts finally kick in at about 3 or 4 am each morning and I finally get a little shut eye..... with PTSD filled nightmares of hospitals, needles, and probably some evil unicorns that I’d been silently cursing all night.
But no animal, mythical or not, is helping put my body to sleep.
Doctors have tried numerous over the counter sleep aids but to no avail... the pain is just too great to fully relax. Fortunately, those survival instincts finally kick in at about 3 or 4 am each morning and I finally get a little shut eye..... with PTSD filled nightmares of hospitals, needles, and probably some evil unicorns that I’d been silently cursing all night.
My pain has also increased substantially and most days revolve around
trying to find creative ways to cushion my golden throne, (ie: recliner)
in the living room. By the sheer number of pillows and blankets I have
around me, it might as well have been a cloud for all I know... but hey,
a girls got needs...
With the pain, my migraine headaches and inter cranial pressure has
gotten really bothersome again but this time, my vision has taken a big
hit. Either that, or my mom really was telling the truth when I was
little that I needed to eat more carrots.
Lastly, I got to sit in another throne (of sorts) at the wondrous
dental office to check out my bleeding ulcers/sores that have appeared
in my mouth and down my throat again. Nothing we can do about them
besides some numbing mouth wash when I finally start eating again.
SO!! (Here’s the good part!!) I am in Montana for the weekend to see my
wonderful Pain Management doc where he literally CAN make me feel like
I’m floating on a cloud. I get to have a few Ketamine Nerve Infusions to give my nerves a little R&R spa day.
The Nerve Infusions include an administration of anesthesia directly
into my veins, targeting the central nervous system. The idea is to
basically make my nerves “shut down” or fall asleep and then "restart”
them. I feel no pain, no headaches, no burning nerves, no spasms...
nothing, for nearly 2 hours and then for about 5-8 hours after
treatment. After each treatment, the lasting effects last for longer and
longer time periods, eventually never going away.
This isn’t
easy and nothing is clear but I know God is Great. Our Savior has felt
the pain I’m feeling now and knows, intimately, what I’m experiencing. I
have faith in His power.
Christ has faced this and won.... so why can’t I? He is with me;
holding my hand, showing me the way and very often carrying me when I’m
no longer strong enough to stand. With Him, I can be brave and I can be
strong. With him.... I can still SHINE. With HIM, I have NO WORRIES.
Get up & stay up 10
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