posted on Jun, 30 2018 @ 06:40 AM
Hey again ATS!
Some of you who've been around for a long time may remember me. I used to post a lot. Compulsively even.
But then I fell mostly silent.
The long and the short of it is that I got sick.
At first, and for a long time I wrote it off as the aches and pains of aging. Fatigue, muscle pain, loss of interest in things, inability to
concentrate, insomnia, loss of appetite... The laundry list of symptoms was long and diverse.
Thing is that I had some pretty serious heart problems in my youth and decades of PTSD and Bipolar issues as an adult and I basically was so burned
out and disillusioned with doctors that I avoided them at all costs. I committed myself to toughing it all out and doing the best I could with what I
had at my disposal. Diet, exercise, self-hypnosis, biofeedback, deep breathing... All of the basic "by my bootstraps" things I could think of.
Predictably, I failed miserably. Wish I'd have known, then, that "by ones bootstraps", despite current propaganda, actually began life as an idiom
for trying to do the impossible, in the same vein as "when pigs fly". But I digress.
Two months ago my heart went into an irregular rhythm. A very rapid and dangerous rhythm called supra ventricular tachycardia. It's the same symptom
that I had in my youth when I suffered from the heart condition I had back then.
To say it scared the Hell out of me would be an understatement. I was 100% positive that my number was being punched and that I was a goner.
I was rushed to the ER and the doctors got the irregular rhythm under control, referring me to a cardiologist who immediately put me on a beta blocker
- a heart medication called Lopressor. He also told me to quit smoking - which I did ( and have stuck with it. Today is 26 days without a cigarette!
So go me! )
For a few days things were better. Not great, but better.
And then they went downhill with a quickness.
Over the past 35 years I've had hundreds, maybe thousands of panic attacks. But what I began feeling - and felt for 3 straight weeks, non-stop - was
exponentially worse. This wasn't panic. This was sheer, mortal terror that did not relent for a single moment.
My blood pressure rose, perpetually, by 60 to 100 points - constantly.
My pulse rate began fluctuating and it was nothing for it to be 40 BPM one minute and 105 BPM the next minute.
I felt as lethargic as a person could feel. I had no energy and could barely get out of bed.
My whole body felt hot and tingly at all times and I constantly felt like I was about to pass out.
I spent a very large portion of June in emergency rooms and hospital wards. I had two cardiac stress tests, dozens of blood tests, liver enzyme tests,
pancreas function test, thyroid tests, complete blood counts, full body X rays, sonograms, pet scans, nuclear heart studies... and so much more.
It got so bad that I finalized my will and prepared myself for the inevitable.
Then, two nights ago I arrived back at the ER and saw a new doctor. A doctor who apparently either cared more than the others had OR who was better at
He and I discussed that I also have a much more minor health issue - reflux. GERD. An acidic stomach.
This doctor prescribed me a far more potent medication for the GERD and a mild anti-anxiety medication.
Today I not only feel better than I did for all of June. I feel better than I have in easily a decade.
As I understand it my anxiety, quitting smoking and the heart medication I was prescribed all have the effect of making the stomach more acidic. So
acidic, in fact, that it started causing some pretty serious health effects. Those effects pushed my anxiety and panic into overdrive. More panic
means more acid. More acid means more panic... Ad infinitum.
The bottom line - Zantac apparently saved my life.
So whenever I write something about my damn luck or how I'm like the Forrest Gump of bad luck... Well here's a window into exactly what I mean by
Just thought I'd share this odd story with y'all and let you all know that, assuming things keep looking up, I'll be back to stirring the pot
Thanks for reading!