I apologize for not posting lately 😕 or keeping up with others’ work. I have been in the hospital 🏥 in celebration, florida for a week. Unfortunately 😔 I will also not be going home to my apartment 😕 I am going to go to a rehab facility for other medical issues as well as the chronic pain. Unfortunately 😔 here in the hospital, they still have not been able to get the face and bad teeth pain under control 😫
Max, the cat 🐈 and I have been separated and I am not sure when I will see him again. I miss him very much 😢
I want to say thank you to my readers and hope you all have a blessed weekend 😊
Anna (and Max) even though he isn’t currently with me.
Being in the emergency room last week sure was not fun 😕 especially when it appears I came out worse than when I went in 😪
My initial reasons for going were not for my facial pain (because I knew there was nothing they could do for that) or for my stomach issues, something that I have also dealt with for most of my life (severe Ibs with constipation) They were for weight loss, fatigue and some female issues
After being home now for three days since being under observation for two days and admitted for two days, I only discovered a few things
One, I can become hypoglycemic quite quickly, after my very first low blood sugar attack, in which my sugar was 57, and I felt as though I was going out of my body. 😪 and through the ceiling (extremely new and frightening feeling) 🫣
Two, the “new pain pills the doctor gave me (more opiates) morphine and oxytocin have made me so constipated that I still can not eat at all. They also do not relieve the facial pain 😪
Three, take heed when the staff says you have an ileus ( the intestines stop working properly leading to a blockage in the digestive tract) vs having severe constipation because having a tube put down your throat and into your stomach while awake is quite excruciating as well as, in my case, quite. unnecessary.
Four, I did consume my first actual “meal” in likely years. It was a creamy and gooey CHEESE OMELET with some breakfast potatoes 🥔 I don’t remember when I have tasted something, so yummy 😋
I also consumed my first real sugar in some dannon yogurt 😋 and some fruit 😋 it tasted like heaven 😋
Five, Unfortunately, however, in doing so, I was reminded how much these foods trigger pain flare-ups and was again reminded that these things should never be consumed again. 😢
Now, I have been home for three days, and my stomach is much worse (i.e., I am unable to eat a bite), and the reasons I initially went in, the unexplained weight loss, the extreme fatigue, and the female issues are no different.
I have not been able been able to to cleanse my stomach of any waste products whatsoever since I left the hospital 😪
Laxatives and fiber do not work for me. and I am beginning to fear having to go back and developing an actual ileus (for which you need surgery, and that was the reason for the stomach tube)😪
Why couldn’t they have corrected this when I was there? It’s been a really rough two weeks. I just pray things might get better 🙏
Lonliness and chronic illnesses can sometimes intertwine themselves with each other.
If you have ever known someone who might be battling a chronic disease or perhaps you have had one yourself, then you will most likely be able to understand this situation.
Certainly, one of the things that leads the sufferer to a dark place is that after a period of time ⏲️ people can stop calling 📞 or even coming by for a short visit.
They may feel that after so many years they have become overwhelmed 😕 In the beginning, they were happy to offer a listening ear 👂 but as the sufferers illness showed no sign of stopping 😢 possibly it seems to them that they have given all they are capable of as far as support. In some ways, even though they love you, ❤️ they have their own lives to lead
In some cases, if the sufferer happens to be a woman 👩 it is a possibility for a husband or boyfriend to leave because they are tired of playing nursemaid. and they want to go on with their lives with someone they can actually do things with.
Perhaps the sufferers’ parents or grandparents or siblings live way out of state, and therefore, they are most likely left out of many holidays.
This can drive the sufferer into a deeper depression. Not only having the challenge of their illness to continde with everything but also having the soul crushing feeling that this abandonment is somehow their fault.
Also.feeling like there is nothing to look forward to anymore 😕
On a personal note 📝 along with the pain, I have taken strong medication for depression and anxiety for most of my life. At some point, after taking these meds for years and years, they began to stop working. Once that happens, you only take them as a necessity to prevent psychiatric drug withdrawal even though they no longer have any medical benefits.
A therapist can sometimes be a useful tool. However, in my experience, therapy tended to do more harm than good. The doctor had no empathy for what I was going through because she had never been in the same position. Another thing the sufferer can naturally do is grieve and grieve for the things and activities and lives they once had. It can be quite difficult to come to the point of acceptance 😌
LIVING WITH CHRONIC PAIN WITH ANNA AND MAX 