It all comes together

I don't know how many times I've seen that Botox commercial.

But, that night, as I listened to the announcer warn about the possible harmful effects of using the toxin, one thing jumped out at me - difficulty swallowing.

I heard something else about how the symptoms can take days to weeks to appear and then I was really intrigued. I had to read further. I consulted Google and found more of the same. 

That one piece of information was golden. It solved a major piece of the puzzle that had been my dizzy journey. 

It set in motion more research, which about sewed up the loose ends as well. But first things first. The swallowing.

When I first started with the dizziness and balance issues, my facial muscles would constantly move. My jaw would work itself back and forth and my right eye would continuously close. Although it clearly became worse when something would startle me or make me more dizzy, at the time, no doctor understood or could explain it, let alone treat it. We decided to try something unconventional at the time. I went to a practitioner that my husband at the time had a lot of faith in, because she treated a variety of problems, and was starting to work with Botox in her practice. She was not a vestibular specialist, or a neurologist or an ENT. All I knew about her practice was that she had treated my husband for weight issues. But she was willing to try the Botox and I was desperate enough to try anything. 

I remember getting some relief from the Botox; its paralyzing effects had helped curtail the movements at least. I seem to remember going for more than one treatment. Because this wasn't her area of expertise, she had to figure out how much toxin to give based on what results she expected. I completed my shots and that was that. Or so we thought. At least now I know.

The difficulty swallowing seemed to happen all at once. This was all so long ago, and I've lost many of my journals from back then, so I couldn't say how long it had been since I'd had the Botox treatments. At the time, that didn't matter, because the Botox wasn't even on our radar when the swallowing problem started anyway. All I knew was suddenly food didn't want to go down my throat. And when I got something down, my throat muscles would keep moving in a swallowing motion. It was terrifying. We had gone to the ER, but the staff there treated it first like an allergic reaction, then, when Benadryl alone wasn't "calming me down," they attributed to panic. Common assumption when it came to most of my symptoms. 

Doctors didn't know what they know now about Botox's effects. Hell, I found it difficult to find a practioner who was willing to try it with me. I can't even say for sure if she was a doctor. 

For years this remained an anomaly in my medical history.  Nobody could figure out why it happened, so it was set aside for the most part.

Then, the commercial. The research. And that part of the puzzle was filled in neatly. But then, I needed more. I had to have the rest. 

I started with the diagnosis given to me by the first ENT to test and treat me, labrynthitis. Considering how quickly the dizziness and loss of balance came on, it still fit, although it does suggest a loss of hearing as well, which I did not experience.  My primary physician at the time had originally given me a slightly different, yet more accurate diagnosis of vestibular neuritis. Vestibular neuritis produces similar symptoms to labrynthitis, but without loss of hearing. All would have been fine and dandy right then, but nobody seemed to know much about the condition at the time. At least none of the many (and there were MANY) healthcare professionals I had the misfortune of bringing myself to.

It took about 14 years of doctor-hopping, therapies, tests, medications and endless dead-ends, research, tears, prayer, and self-doubt for me to pluck the answers from the mistakes and misinformation. But the answer I was looking for was actually there from the beginning. It was just so simple (and complicated) that it was ruled out so long ago. 

The vestibular neuritis, the original diagnosis. At the time, I was told I was "taking too long to recover" so it had to be something more. My doctor was loading me up on Valium and when I wasn't sleeping, I was dizzy. She figured that there was nothing more she could do for me, and sent me to one of countless specialists who would examine me and incorrectly treat me for illnesses and disorders I did not have. 

So many years. So many doctors. Nobody could figure this thing out. I was told over and over again that I may have originally suffered labrynthitis or vestibular neuritis, but neither of those were chronic conditions, nor should they be coming and going as they were, nor do they cause any symptoms but the classic dizziness, loss of balance, etc.

I have learned that all of these assumptions about these conditions are completely false. 

Both vestibular neuritis and labrynthitis can become chronic conditions. Their symptoms can intensify and lessen and can occur as sudden attacks. People who live with these on a daily basis can suffer a myriad of symptoms beyond dizziness including headaches, difficulty concentrating, widespread body pain (from the body's constant "micromovements" which attempt to deal with being off balance), depression, difficulty walking, vision issues, etc. 

So, do I really have migraines, depression (or bipolar depression, depending on the doctor) and fibromyalgia? All of these diagnoses came AFTER the vestibular neuritis took over my life. That may explain a lot of things.

I do seem to recall a couple of doctors down the road who did acknowledge my dizziness, but insisted on calling it BPPV (benign paroxysmal positional vertigo). While they were not incorrect, they were just not being complete. The BPPV is secondary to the vestibular neuritis.

I have found good, reliable information from places like VEDA, and support from others who have been down a similar path as I. I also was fortunate enough to have found a few doctors and therapists who knew something about chronic dizziness. I have to say, though, it was hard. Really, really hard.

It still is hard. 

Nobody still believes or understands what being dizzy all the time is. And people remember a lot of the misinformation the old doctors told us. They'll refer to my dizziness attacks as "seizures," or think my facial muscles moving is dystonia. Or worse, they'll think I can just "power through it." Or "if you want something bad enough, you will get better." In other words, it's completely within my control and/or in my head.

At least now I have validation. I said I was dizzy and, dammit, I was dizzy! I AM dizzy! 

And when people ask me, I can confidently tell them that I have vestibular neuritis and BPPV. 

dizziness and fibromyalgia...who knew?

It has been awhile since I've blogged, not because I am suddenly "well," but because things have been pretty much the same.

Sort of.

The dizziness waxes and wanes. I guess that's just the way it is going to be.

On the other hand, my fibromyalgia has been horribly horrendous lately.

I had a 3-week migraine-a-thon around Christmas where, literally, every single day I had a headache - and most of those days it was at migraine level.

That pain seeped into my neck, then into my shoulder, where it has been living quite uncomfortably.

I went to a few days of physical therapy. After some major snow storms, that kind of fell by the wayside.

I'm chalking all that up to "typical" fibromyalgia.

I've also developed a new agony - gum and jaw pain.

This, too, appears to be a fibromyalgia-related ailment. Not as common as migraines and muscle pain, but fibro patients do complain of this type of pain, so.

As I learn more about fibromyalgia, I have become aware of another common symptom:

Dizziness.

Isn't that interesting?

I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia about 2 or 3 years after the vertigo first invaded my life. However, I remember having fibro symptoms several years before that. In fact, I have found old journal entries where I wrote about debilitating fatigue and body aches which were taking place way, way before the first vertigo attack.

So, which came first?

It is true that many who have chronic dizziness develop fibro or fibro-like symptoms from the body's constant fight to keep balanced and make sense of the mixed messages that it gets from the brain versus the world (very detailed explanation here).

However, I remember being sick before the dizziness. IF this dizziness is from the fibro, that is.

I hate that it is such a mystery.

Health Rundown

Lately, I've felt a little like a health project.

At the end of August, I had minor surgery on my elbow to try to correct numbness in the fingers in my left hand. The surgery is called cubital tunnel release. The recovery has been pretty fast, but the numbness is pretty much the same. It can take up to a year for the numbness to subside, or it can stay the same. Thing is, without the surgery, I was risking further numbness and wasting to my hand, so I had to try it.

Tomorrow, I have an EMG for both of my hands because of pain and more numbness. I had had a carpal tunnel release in 1997 in my right hand which seemed to help for a while. Apparently, though, carpal tunnel syndrome can return. Or something.

So there's that. A few days ago, I had an endoscopy and colonoscopy because I have had constant heartburn and acid, no matter what I ate. I already know I have a hiatal hernia, which I had been diagnosed with over 20 years ago. When I woke up from the procedure, the doctor told me I have a small ulcer in my small intestine. Why not, right?

Aside from all this, I have an upcoming appointment with an orthopedist to check out my neck. I've talked before about the issues I have with compressions on my vertebrae or whatever I have. My neurologist has not been a tremendous help. In fact, I can't get an appointment with my neurologist at all, just the nurse practitioner. Not to minimize nurse practitioners, but I am not convinced she knows what to do with this condition. She keeps changing the information about it; it's serious, it's not. It can affect this, it can affect that, no it can't. I just don't think she knows. The office won't let me see the doctor. Just weird. So I'm going to an orthopedist. Let him check out the situation.

And I am going to go to a pain management center for my fibromyalgia. I have also been seeing that nurse practitioner for the fibro, but, well, same story. She's also been monitoring my migraines. The pain center should be able to handle that as well.

The balance issues have been status quo, I suppose. Don't move my head fast. Don't let myself get too hungry. Don't bend too quickly. Stuff like that. It is a part of me.

That's my wobbly life for now.

Carving Out a Life for Myself

I have had to make some adjustments in my lifestyle.

I tried driving; at this moment, I get nauseous and dizzy if I am in the car too long.

I tried getting jobs; it seems almost anything I try makes me dizzy and exhausted.

It's stupid, really.

It's not like I have some ominous disease. Yet the vestibular issues combined with fibromyalgia make my life difficult.

So, I have been trying to work around them.

I stay out of the car when at all possible.

And now, I have been working a lot from home.

I do online tutoring and freelance writing.

I work very hard for my money. I just do it in my bedroom (wow, that sounds bad!).

I will go to the neuro on Friday to talk about the motion sickness. However, I don't think there is much they can do.

The one thing I miss is socializing.

I need to find some online communities that I can call home.

Facebook ain't it.

I don't have anything against Facebook; I just feel like I am outside of everybody's world there. I guess because mostly all of my Facebook friends have actual lives.

I will figure this part of my life out, though. I managed to figure out the job part.

Eventually, I will have something close to a life.

dizzy rules

I haven't written in a while because things have been stable. And by stable I mean pretty good.

Yes, I have symptoms every day, but that seems to be the way things are.

I used to think that 13 years is a long time to be dealing with chronic dizziness, but I have talked with people who are into 20+ years with it.

In order to keep things from getting too out of control, I have to live by a few rules. I'm sharing them with all of you, especially those in dizzy hell with me. They are:

1. Don't turn your head too fast. Just don't. No matter what you hear or see. I break this rule all the time, especially when I drive because I need to see my blind spot when I pass people.

2. Don't get up and down too fast or too much. Usually doable, but sometimes I still forget.

3. Don't bend if you can possibly avoid it. Makes doing housework, shaving my legs and putting on footwear quite difficult.

4. Don't nod along to people when they are talking. A VERY hard rule for me to remember.

5. Avoid extreme temperatures and weather. Both searing hot and freezing cold temperatures will get my symptoms going. Forget wind. Wind is not my friend. Especially freezing cold wind. Rain? Rain is not the greatest, either, particularly when it falls on my head. And the atmosphere is not comfortable before and during rainstorms. Ice and snow on the ground is a joke. I keep threatening to move South just to avoid snow. However, then we have the extreme heat, so how do you win?

6. Avoid overly salty meals, especially with foods containing MSG. I adore Chinese food. However, no matter what restaurant says that they cook without MSG, they do anyway. Trust me on this one. Also on the "bad" meal list are foods like ham, hot dogs, chips, pretzels, things like this.

7. Avoid too much caffeine. I used to avoid all caffeine, but I missed my coffee in the morning. Sometimes it affects me more than others. I have to live with this or go back to cutting out all caffeine again. Don't even mention cigarettes. Of course I am supposed to quit, for obvious reasons, but also because they are another no-no for people with balance issues. And I haven't. That's my bad.

8. Get enough sleep. I am also living with fibromyalgia and migraines, so I NEVER get enough sleep. Too much sleep is not enough sleep. However, if I get less than I am used to, I can count on having the next day being horribly symptomatic.

9. Avoid alcohol. Another treat I have to limit. I get the spins if I have more than say, two drinks. Sometimes even at one. I pretty much don't ever drink anymore. That one is just not worth it.

10. Try not to get too stressed out. This one is a complete joke. I have a lot of stress in my life (who doesn't?). How do you cap that?

11. Avoid busy environments. Like grocery stores, warehouse stores, malls, arcades, carnivals and such. This really limits where I can go and how long I can stay there. And I truly used to enjoy all of those places. Forget carnival rides, even the merry-go-round (it goes in circles). Oh, any EVERY concert these days has the potential of having a light show.

12. Don't let anyone touch your face or head. Number one, I have kids. My little one especially is always touching my face or my head. It's like a magnet for her. Number two, I work with people with autistic spectrum disorders. They, too, often touch my face. While I can explain to my daughter not to do this (whether or not she remembers is another story), I can't usually explain this to most of the individuals I work with. Other people seem to want to touch my face and head, too. I don't know why. Maybe I just missed the memo.

14. Don't let anyone point in your face. See rule #12.

15. Don't let your blood sugar get too low. As fat as I am, my appetite is like a canary. I go through most days eating one meal, sometimes two. Don't do this, if you can possibly help it. It is a double problem: if you don't eat, your blood sugar drops and you get dizzy. If you wait too long THEN eat, your blood sugar spikes and you get dizzy. I'm working on this one.

Imagine going your whole life like this. Perhaps some of you already do, especially my fellow dizzies. No fun, is it? However, along with these rules, keep the following in mind (it may help maintain your sanity):

1. One bad day does not equal the rest of your life. You may have been symptom-free for weeks, months (years?) and then suddenly wham! you're riding the dizzy train again. Focus on the good days and remember you will be there again. This, too shall pass. (I should get that tattooed on my body somewhere)

2. Try not to take it personally when other people don't "get" your illness. They can't see it. They haven't experienced it for themselves. Many people don't give a damn. Oh, and how many think it's "in your head"? It's so hard to hear that, but you just have to ignore them or try to educate them, and realize THEY are the one with the problem, not you. You simply have a vestibular problem. This is quite easy for me to say, way harder for me to put into action. Still, I know I'm right.

3. You don't have to put up with inferior medical treatment. If you have an unpleasant or uninformed doctor, nurse practitioner or physical therapist, find a new one. If you have to go through a dozen medical professionals until you find the right one, by all means do so. Of course, sometimes insurance, finances, time and distance play a role in this. Still, if you can remedy this problem in any way (like seeing a different doctor or therapist in the same practice, for example), it's worth it. YOU are the reason THEY have jobs in the first place, and when they lose sight of that, it's time to move on.

4. You are not alone. You may have never met a single soul who shares your vertigo nightmare. Believe me, though, we exist. Before I got dizzy, I knew exactly one other person who experienced the same thing. For whatever reason (luck was on her side!), she received a diagnosis and good treatment with her FIRST attack. Unlike myself, who took 12 years to get a proper diagnosis and meaningful treatment. At first, NOBODY else had ever heard of dizziness/balance/vertigo issues. I found a few people online, then a few more, then a few more. As I racked up years of dizziness under my belt, though, I have met more and more people outside of the Internet who have had these problems. Or knew someone else who did. I have discovered that more people have heard of Meniere's than BPPV, so I say I have Meniere's. To be completely honest, I don't know which of the two I actually have. Or if it is something in and of itself. Still, it's Meniere's to most people. At least they get it that I have a dizziness problem.

I hope I have helped at least one person understand this condition more. I can't give professional medical advice, but I can pass on what I have learned. If anyone wants any more information, or just support, I would love to hear from you. Be well and hang on. Literally, hang on to whatever you have to. I do it every day.

why are we settling?

so I had an appointment today with the nurse practitioner.

this is with the practice that diagnosed my balance disorder and now treats my migraines and fibromyalgia.

they also track the balance disorder, but basically feel that since I've been through balance therapy and, since I've had it for so long, there's nothing more to be done.

however, I think that is a load of crap.

and I'll tell you why.

they've only recently diagnosed this disorder (well recently in the scheme of things considering how long I've had it) and I've had a whole lot of improvement since they have AND ALSO

since then they also discovered that I have herniated discs in my neck.

now, the nurse practitioner gave me this little gem today.

she said that "most people have herniated discs and have no problems with them."

may I take the time here to call bullshit?

seriously now.

they discovered these herniated discs in my neck, not on accident, but because I was HAVING PROBLEMS WITH MY NECK SO THEY DID AN MRI!

she said that, unless the herniated discs press on nerves, do they cause headaches or tingling in the hands.

DOES SHE EVEN LISTEN TO THE THINGS I HAVE BROUGHT UP IN MY VISITS?

I have been going there for at least a YEAR for migraines and telling her that the migraine medicine does not work.

and, I have gone for an EMG IN THAT OFFICE for TINGLING and NUMBNESS of my hands, which has gotten progressively worse.

can somebody please tell me how what I said is DIFFERENT from what she said?

ok, so she decides that I can see pain management for the treatment of my migraines (I guess that's what I'm going for pain management for...I am still planning to bring up the whole hand tingling thing to them anyway), and that will involve shots in my neck or shoulders, so that is listening to me, I guess.

then she does my neuro part of my exam and that makes me dizzy.

it's the looking down that does it.  doesn't that say something?  it's still my neck.  why can't someone put two and two together????

it happens on a delay, too, not immediately, but within, I guess 4-6 seconds. and lasts quite a while.

it comes in waves, too.  awful.  thinking about it makes me want to get dizzy again, but I'm fighting it.

I don't understand why I can't discuss these issues with a neurologist, you know?  why do I have to keep having a nurse practitioner GUESS at these things?  it's really pissing me off!!

every time I TRY to make an appointment with the neurologist, the staff tells me that I am just MAINTENANCE and that I only need to see the NP, but I don't feel that this is accurate.

I don't know about other patients, but I have had this vestibular thing for almost 13 years.  that's a HELL of a long time to be dizzy.  we are talking almost ONE THIRD OF MY LIFE.  I am sick and tired of being dizzy, to be perfectly honest.  and I imagine, so is everyone around me.  it's draining physically, mentally, emotionally and financially.

so, WHY IS IT that MY issues are less important than any other patients?  I am not what I would call better.  I am not satisfied with the extremely casual attitude the NP had today when she said to me, "some people have vertigo for a very long time."

it has not even been considered that my vertigo is coming from the problems in my neck.  I have been to physical therapy for neck MANY YEARS AGO.  WHY IS NO ONE CONSIDERING THIS??  HOW DO I GET SOMEONE TO LISTEN?

I guess I'll try the pain management doctor, but who knows?  this is almost, but not quite as frustrating as when I had no diagnosis at all.

and, from what I see from others like me, it happens all the time. our issues are, somehow, less important.

go on any vertigo message board and you'll see dozens of frustrated people just like me. or worse. it sucks.

then again maybe not...

so, I took a part-time job.

it was a seasonal job at Target.  I figured it was a good way to get my feet wet in the workforce.  and, if it didn't work out, 1) it was seasonal, so it didn't matter anyway and 2) it wasn't in my field, so it still didn't matter anyway.  but if it did work out, they were hiring a few people to stay on, so I would have a little job, and we needed the money and I am going crazy being in the house.

but, if you noticed in my second sentence, I used the word, "was."

I had had the choice of cashier or sales floor when I got hired and, considering my vertigo, I figured sales floor was a better choice because I figured standing in one spot for hours and hours would not work out and at least with the sales floor position, I'd get to walk around the whole time.

well, was I sadly mistaken.

I may have been right about the standing in one spot being a bad thing, however, I had no idea what the sales job actually entailed.  I found out.  and I didn't last past 2 days.  3 if you count orientation.

I had to constantly walk and put things on the shelves all day long.  walk.  bend.  stretch.  lift.  walk.  stand.  walk.  bend.  walk.  you get the idea.  about 2 1/2 hours into the shift, my feet hurt so badly, I wanted to scream.  By hour 4, my head was swimming.  By the end of the shift, I am not quite sure how I managed to get myself out of the store, but every nerve in my body was on fire.  fibromyalgia, vertigo, and just generally being out of shape...bad combination!  Especially for a job like that.  I thought if I tried again, I might work myself up to being able to complete the shift without pain.  It was just as bad though, if not worse.

although I felt guilty about it, I had to let the job go.  I still feel like I've been hit by a truck, but I'll recover.

I spent all day today looking for some other kind of work.  something less physical.

oh, and I drove the other day, too.

baby steps.  I'll get back to being me, I think.

excuse me while I complain

I haven't written in a while (obviously).

I haven't had much to say.  I've been home, doing not much of anything and I hate it.  the dizziness still comes and goes.  for no good reason.  I've quit trying to understand it.

I haven't been doing much about it, either, though.  that's probably a bad thing.  but I'm just frustrated and, aside from Stacy, absolutely NOBODY could give a wild you-know-what (controlling myself) about how I'm doing or how my life is going or just anything at all. so I don't care anymore.

yeah, it's one of THOSE days.  why?  I'll tell you why.  because people say stupid things to me and expect me to suddenly NOT be dizzy and back to the way things used to be or

they just don't talk to me at all

nice

it's not that I'm complaining about being dizzy.

it's that they say stuff like, "why aren't you driving?" or "any job yet?"

I'm pretty much talking about my mother, I guess.

because nobody else calls at all.

I went to a rheumatologist to see if I can get better treatment for my fibromyalgia.  she said she "wanted to get to know me better."  that is doctor code for, "let me make sure you are not a drug addict before I give you different medications."  which, in my case is ridiculous, because if she just took a look at what I was taking right now, she could see I was not taking ONE addictive medication.  hell, she could give me a drug test, or get my records from other doctors.  instead, she is wasting my time.  so, I continue to be in pain, have sleeping problems, thinking problems and, well, I'll wait.  she did tell me to add fish oil to what I take everyday, so I did.  no change.

 anyway, that's about it on the health front.

this and that

I haven't written in a while.  Things have been pretty much hectic yet boring at the same time.

The hectic part came with getting my daughter ready for Prom and Graduation.  It came and went.

The boring part is, well, every other day.  But I'm working on it.

Now that the warm weather is here, I've had a little more energy, so I've been inspired to do a little more to better my situation.

For one, I've decided to become a support parent with Parent to Parent of New York State, an organization that exists basically to put parents of special needs individuals in touch with one another for support and so we can help each other find services, learn to advocate for our kids, things of that nature.  I have wanted to do something like this for a long time.  I just didn't know how.

For another, I re-did my resume and I now have an interview next week.  Shhh!  I haven't told many people yet!  It's actually not in my normal field, but I've done this type of work before.  It's been too long and I need to be productive and with people and out of the house.

I take little jabs at creativity, too.  Eh.  Not so good so far.

What I really need to do is exercise.  I feel myself getting out of shape.  Badly!  I told Stacy I want a treadmill since I know I won't go on walks.  I've gone on exactly 2 this summer.  I think I just need to find a good deal on a treadmill on craigslist, set it up, and be done with it.

What I also need to do is write more. And read more. Or my brain will rot.  I have been playing games to try to stimulate it, but that's not the same thing.  I am amazed at how short my attention span has gotten being home alone all day.  

I'm still on the fence about driving.  I think I have psyched myself up a little that I can't now, between the physical therapists saying I shouldn't, Stacy being afraid of me driving and me living in an unfamiliar place.  I've got to just swallow that fear and do it.  Or decide if I really shouldn't.  

So, this is all that goes on with me.  A lot of neurosis.  A lot of nothing.  I didn't even mention the constant barraging from "certain people."  Yeah, the same "certain person."  She is who she is.  Hmmm, wonder where the neurosis comes from?

Oh, I went to physical therapy for my neck.  Can I just say holy cow, when a person with fibromyalgia gets a massage it hurts like hell!  I may not be able to continue to go for PT because I may have used up all of my therapy for balance.  They are supposed to look into that and let me know.  

whose time is it anyway?

and so, Monday was my physical.

I wasn't quite fond of the idea of going.  less so, was I fond of the doctor who was performing said physical.

however, it was suggested by the nurse practitioner at the neurologist's office, that I have a physical done to have different things checked out (I felt like a faulty vehicle), and so I went.

this was my agenda: discuss my horrible joint pain which I think is not just fibromyalgia, discuss my inability to lose weight despite my hardly eating anything, discuss the strange dizziness that isn't my normal vertigo (that the physical therapist said see a cardiologist about (I still don't know about that...), and bring up a, er...personal problem (it's gross, you don't care about that).

this was her agenda: do I get a womanly check-up every year? (I'm a little behind, ok). mammogram? (same, but, for my age, it's not crucial, so back off), and stop smoking (of course she needs to say that).

she was casual, but really casual.  relaxed is ok, but there is a point where, for me, it gets uncomfortable when health care professionals are so laid-back, they fail to be working (almost) and they are barely going through the motions.  like she was saying to me by her actions, "I really don't want to be here, but..." (hey, who does? it is her job, though, make an effort, huh?).

my girlfriend has this saying, she picked up along the way about not taking other people's inventory.  basically, it's along the lines of don't judge people.  I used to be that way.  but I'm becoming more judgmental as I come into contact with more people.  I also find it amusing that she uses that line, because she is one of the most judgmental people I know, but that's ok.  I love her just the way she is.  anyway.

the physical was over and done with in the blink of an eye.  I felt like I was bothering her every time I asked her a question.  I managed to squeeze a few of my concerns in, but not the major one, the dizziness.  she made me feel so disgusted and, well, stupid.  (this seems to be a common theme for me, people making me feel stupid).  it was all I could do to keep in the tears.  I actually couldn't.  as soon as she left the room, they came and I cried as I undressed for my EKG.  Later, I cried even more in the bathroom.  I resolved never to go back to her again.

so, added to the list of doctors who made me feel that their time, somehow is more "valuable" than my time.

to quote Dennis Miller, "I don't want to go on a rant here, but..."

having the letters MD (or DO, as it were, in her case) at the end of your name, does not make seconds, minutes or hours have any more value than anyone else.  you may make more money than other people, but, at the end of the day, we all have the same 24 hours in a day, the same mundane tasks to perform during them (everybody eats, sleeps and goes to the bathroom), and, eventually, every single one of us will die.

yeah, that's where she took me.

this whole journey, this being a patient thing, this going from a "healthy person" to a "less-than-healthy" one and seeing doctor after doctor, healthcare person after healthcare person has made me so damned sensitive to, well, everything, every part of the process of getting a person healthy; the language that's used, the atmosphere in which one is treated, the timeliness of getting results, the amount of support available.

it seems to be lost on me.

first of all, my condition isn't life or death.  it's life-affecting, but I'll live.

second of all, NOBODY CARES, or seems to.  maybe because of the first thing I said.  and also probably because the percent of people it affects like me are small.

third of all, what I am going to do with this information?  even though I realize that this stuff applies to people not only with balance disorders or fibromyalgia, or whatever else I may or may not have (or the people I've worked with...they've been treated quite poorly as well), and this is a far-reaching problem, I am not sure how to get my voice heard.  I feel like I'm one person, one small voice yelling in a throng of so many apathetic drones who just go on with their day-to-day existences UNTIL

it matters to THEM.  or THEIR families or people THEY know or love.

I suppose that's one reason I write this blog.  and hope it matters to somebody.

I WILL write my book, too.  because that will mean so much more.

disturbing development

so, I'm supposed to be exercising.

I thought I'd do that yesterday, make a real good effort.

I went through my CD's and put in the Scorpion King Soundtrack and started stretching.  so far so good.

then crunches...no problem.  then, I was really getting into it, and decided to do aerobics.

I figured that, in order to avoid vertigo, I would do whatever exercises I used to do standing, while lying down.

made sense to me.

so I started moving my arms and legs around to try to get my heart rate up.

then, it hit me.

a wave of dizziness like I'm not used to.

this was not regular vertigo.  this was different.  like I felt like oxygen was being cut off from my brain.

yes, I know what that feels like.  and it felt like that.

I lay on the floor, waiting for it to pass, wondering what the hell is going on with my body.

why did these motions bring on this particular reaction?

was it the movements of my arms?  or the bringing up of my heart rate?

I had to know.  so I did it again.


after less than a minute, I had the same reaction, only far worse.

I thought for sure someone would find me dead on the floor.

I lay there unable to move for at least a song and a half.  that would be, what, 5, 6 minutes?

I never completely lost consciousness, I don't think.  almost though.

I thought of calling my partner and telling her to come home.  but I figured, why?  what's anyone going to do about this?  I also thought about calling the neurologist but vetoed that idea as well.  I'm going to physical therapy on Monday.  I figure I'll talk to Stacy about it.  hopefully I can get my point across to her about how this went down and she can tell me what to do next.

I have to admit, this has me a little shaken.  I mean, deep down inside, I honestly don't worry about my health because I figure what will be will be but in the end, I just want to get better however;

this now leads me in another direction.

I always figured whatever is "wrong" with me is basically this vertigo crap along with a bunch of arthritis and, yeah, the fibromyalgia, and, while it is all aggravating and tiring and painful, none of it is life-threatening.

but what the hell is THIS??

strength training and inner strength

so now my balance therapy has branched out.

when I go for my vestibular exercise, I get strength training.  it's way harder than I thought it would be.

I squat, I lift dumbbells, I use weight machines, I do resistance exercises.

I need this stuff.

I'm glad I made the decision to ask for this.  even when I am sore.

I'm also glad I made the decision to do this at the same place where I get my balance therapy, even though the orthopedist told me to go to a facility that specializes in arthritis.

fact is, I get dizzy when I work out.  so we have to deal with that.  the other place may or may not have been equipped for that.  besides, doesn't it make sense to have the same therapist track your progress?  and, since my neurologist is treating both my fibromyalgia and my vestibular dysfunction, he can prescribe as much physical therapy as I need.  not have me running all over the place.

when I'm lucky, I also get heat treatments, too.  I say "lucky" because only one therapist seems to give them to me.  not sure why.  I'm not the kind to ask for stuff like that.  I know I'm the patient, and it's my treatment, so I shouldn't feel that way.  but I do.  I feel that it is a luxury, like someone getting a poolside massage.  stupid, I know.

I feel this way about every aspect of my treatment lately...that I am on an extended vacation.  and I know why.

my girlfriend calls it, "people taking my inventory."  everybody does it.  I'm sick of it.  for example, my 9-year-old ASKING ME WHAT I DO ALL DAY!  (seriously??)

I've already mentioned my mom.  she goes in spurts. I'm just waiting til the next one.

I'm the worst offender, though.  because I know I'm not doing as much as I should.  as much as I want to be doing.  and then other people's criticisms ring in my ears and I'm paralyzed.  a self-fulfilling prophecy. I'm trying to work on it in talk therapy, but, until I come to some conclusion, health-wise, I don't know how far I will come.

it is hard for me to make a life for myself at home.  harder still when I get dizzy doing things that used to make me happy, like dancing, or taking long walks or driving.

I'm trying to push myself to do the things I used to do, because I'm unwilling to give up at 44 years old.  I used to live in a black hole.  I'll be damned if I'm falling back inside of there.

yes, for my kids, always for my kids, but for once, a tiny part of me says for ME, too.  (I can't tell you how my stomach churns when I think it...but I'm trying to believe it, anyway)

so, after I write this, I WILL get off the couch and practice SOMETHING.  some b's.  some squats.  play on the Wii.  I MUST motivate myself to move and, as much as I think I can't, I MUST move my head around.  I KNOW it will make me dizzy.  that is the point.  make myself a little dizzy each day and maybe I will be less dizzy someday...