Here we are 2 years since the last time I blogged about my health. I’ll tell you why it’s been so long because for the last 2 years we have had to change medicines, change doctors, add some new diagnosis’s? is that even a word? and definitely add some depression to the list. The light at the end of the tunnel began to look like a train headed straight for me.
I still see that great rheumatologist and love her, but I have been through several family doctors for various reasons and finally have one that is very in depth and listens to little things to match them up with the major things.
In short, since the mono in Nov. 2012, I have been diagnosed with (supposedly) psoriatic arthritis, chronic mono that comes and goes with stress (no biggie here, right?), chronic fatigue, fibromyalgia, and on occasion she says my numbers jump around like lupus. All these things cause other things. I have a small ulcer developing from the meds and a hernia at the end of my esophagus. All add some pain factors.
The medicine side effects are all a beautiful combination of constipation, sleeping too much or not sleeping at all at times.
Add ankylosing spondylitis, which is ironic because it even says losing in the spelling of it…lol. This is just pain and inflammation in the hip, back, and feet mostly. Dude, it’s no joke I might add, if you forget you have it in the mornings, your feet will remind you when you hit the floor in morning. You can face plant because they didn’t feel like holding you up just yet. 🙂
SO, that has been the past few years, therefore the mental side effects come into play. The wrestle with depression, has gradually become a problem. Over this time, my people have stopped asking how I feel. I assume they already know or don’t want to hear it. Some don’t come around any more at all. Most are simply busy with their own life and I understand completely. A few are just sick to death of my whining, which I have also come to forgive, as I may have been the same way if I didn’t know any better and met someone like myself in this pile of pity.
BUT, I’m so thankful that God doesn’t leave us. He gave me just the right people in my direct circle and family that I needed to get through this. Sometimes when we take some time off, it makes room for more.
Some days are better than others, some days are in the robe, some are in the suit.