Hi,
This is my first time posting on this subforum. I have been sick since I was 19. After many years I was finally diagnosed with Lupus. I have been able to handle my lupus for the most part, learning to live with it.
Fast forward to September of 2014. I begin feeling not like myself, having digestive issues, constant 24/7 chest pain and being terribly short of breath. At the ER no one would take me seriously and accused me of having panic attacks. My primary didnt know what to make of me. My condition got worse to the point of not being able to eat. When I try to eat it feels like I am choking as I have that food stuck in throat feeling. When this first started happening back in January it was very scary. I went to an ENT and tried to explain to him how I couldnt eat. He looked at me like I was nuts, admitted that my throat was irritated but had no other advice. I finally called a gastro doc on my own and set up an appointment. I was finally diagnosed with GERD, Hiatal Hernia and esophagitis back in March.
Even after medications, not eating anything that has any flavor at all or is too hard to swallow (if I do I pay dearly for it) I am still sick every single day. My throat feels like fire when I wake up in the morning, its in constant pain all day long, after I eat I have to run for my white thick liquid medication as I feel like I have food in my throat if I dont, even then sometimes it doesnt go away, I am short of breath on and off, today I almost was going to go to hospital it was so bad but I just reminded myself how I am treated there so I stayed home. I get chest pain some days it feels like im being stabbed. I have had to learn sleeping while sitting up on the couch. I cant take this anymore. I dont want to sound whiney but I have zero confidence in my Dr who seems to not care and not be all that knowledgeable.
How has this affected me? Its beautiful outside today and while I was invited to go on a nice walk in the park instead I am sitting here typing this. I use to make dinner every night for my partner now I cant and when I do muster up the strength its a boirng uninspired dish which I cant have any of. Before I got sick I was a majors foodie, my life was food. I cant clean my house I get too tired and out of breath. I am afraid to eat, I get such anxiety because of the choking feeling. Socially I do nothing. I use to take my mom out for lunch once a week now I dont. I have only been out to eat three times in past 4 months all three times I got terribly sick from it. Me and my mom are supposed to go on our annual birthday trip and I am thinking about
canceling. I fear my partner will leave me once he grows tired of being with a sickly person everyday. I feel ugly because I lost so much weight I only weigh 84 pounds. People make comments about
what a "peanut" I am. None of my clothes even fit anymore. I miss my old life, the old me.
I know everyone is probably tired of reading my sob story by now but what hurts me the most is I was finally happy. I didnt have it easy growing up my father was abusive and my mom was addicted to drugs. I did my school work on my own, I paid for college on my own, I bought my car to drive to college on my own. I dated my high school sweet heart throughout college only to have him cheat on me at the end and leave.After years of being alone I finally found the love of my life, my partner who I live with. We are buying a beautiful house together in a and I am not excited at all I guess because of how I feel. People say to me you dont seem excited so even they notice. I just feel like for once everything was going well and I was happy but this happened. Sometimes I think I am just destined to be miserable. I keep telling myself other people have it much worse and I will feel like myself again but as everyday passes I believe it less and less. I dont want to live like this.
Wow that was long. If anyone actually read all that thank you. I just posted to get all this out. I feel like people around dont really understand.
Post Edited (LAWCHICK) : 4/12/2015 4:03:25 PM (GMT-6)