Dec 02, 2009 02:54PM
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I'm long overdue for a journal update, so I'll try to play catch up while keeping this short (which I usually fail to do).
I haven't written (typed) anything since May 19th, 2009...which was awhile ago. Let me get you up to speed. First, things first.....
I have a friend who is a dentist, and I asked him to palpate my jaw/chin lymph nodes to see if he could find any that were swollen and more importantly, if he could pick out the same lymph node that my regular dentist claimed was swollen upon my last dental check-up. Guess what? My friend was able to pick out the EXACT lymph node that my dentist did without me giving him any prior information. This almost conclusively tells me that I have a solitary swollen lymph node in my lower left jaw. All this after my stupid GP insisted that I didn't have any swollen lymph nodes anywhere and wouldn't even palpate the ones in my jaw/chin.
Remember how I was being driven crazy by the feeling of a lump in my throat each time I swallowed, day in and day out since March 2008? Remember how my GP told me that it was from anxiety and that I needed to see a psychiatrist because there was nothing wrong with me and I was imagining all of it? Or maybe I didn't blog about that because it happened later...in any event, my retarded GP insisted that it was more likely that I was crazy than it was that I actually had some disease or combination of conditions causing my bloodwork to tee-totter and make me feel like s.h.i.t in addition to the actual visible symptoms, including swollen nasal passages and arthritis. Well, I had had enough of her...instead of taking her c.r.a.p and resigning myself to a lifetime of sickness, I insisted that she give me the name of an ENT to see, just so I could have the throat issue checked out since I had been having it non-stop for over a year and a half. She begrudgingly gave me a consult form (which I didn't need anyway because I used to have great insurance) and the name of a doctor to see, but I could tell she still didn't believe me. In fact, she went so far as to say, "They're not going to find anything except for acid reflux...because that's what they find in everyone." Not only did she insult their specialty and diagnostic skills as specialists, but she flat-out stated that it was a waste of my time because I didn't have anything wrong with my throat.
Chalk up another one for me, because I went to the ENT and the minute he stuck a scope down my throat not only did he find evidence of fairly severe acid reflux disease (which I had kinda been feeling had started within the past two years), but he discovered, much to his dismay, that my right vocal cord was partially paralyzed. It was completely out-of-sync with the left vocal cord, and wasn't helping my vocal cords shut all the way. I asked him if this could give me a feeling of something strange in my throat whenever I swallow, and he said YES. Even though he couldn't tell me what caused this unilateral vocal cord paresis, I have never felt more vindicated and sane in my entire life as I did that day. It was proof that I wasn't crazy...that a lot of the feelings--especially something as big as the "lump in my throat"--I had been having for 18 months were actual physiological problems and not just me making mountains out of molehills. I really wanted to call up my GP right then and there and tell her not only was she stupid, a waste of a doctor, and condescending, but she was wrong...and then I might've recommended that she see a psychiatrist for being so negative toward patients and her field of medicine. But I haven't spoken to her since my last appointment which was in May or June. As I left her office, actually, she admitted that she didn't know what else she could do for me, and that she could refer me to another doctor or she could schedule yet another appointment to talk with me, but I told her that wouldn't be necessary and I wouldn't be seeing her anymore. She's useless to me; anything she decided to test I had already thought of testing a year ago.
So my ENT, who is great and just like Dr. House (from the TV series House, M.D.), referred me to a good neurologist specializing in neuromuscular disease. He performed a laryngeal EMG on me right away and was able to determine that the extent of damage to my right vocal cord was such that it was functioning at only 60% of normal...meaning it was only recruiting about 60% of the neurons in the superior laryngeal nerve to aid in muscle movement.
Do I think this is coincidental? Absolutely not...especially not with the TIA episodes I've had over the past year. In fact, I had another one in late October or early November...but i couldn't go to the hospital because I didn't have health insurance. I just prayed that it would end soon and leave no permanent damage. I recorded everything that I felt and noticed during the actual episode even though my brain felt confused and somewhat powerless to actually perform menial tasks like smiling or thinking clearly. It was scary, but I survived and I'm definitely going to bring it up to my neurologist once I've restored my health insurance and am able to see him again (hopefully sometime in January). He can't keep ignoring this pineal cyst.
I read a great article about pineal cysts, and it summarized their effect(s) on a human body in three ways:
1.) Hydrocephalus (vomitting, dizziness, increased intracranial pressure, etc.)
2.) Compression of local or nearby structures (double vision, headaches, etc.)
3.) Endocrine dysfunction (issues with adrenal glands, the thyroid, and hormones produced by the thalamus and pituitary, etc.)
I think it's fairly obvious what's happening here. I'm suffering from (2) and (3); definitely (3). There's a reason my TSH hasn't been incredibly high or incredibly low...just abnormal and fluctuating. There's a reason I look like I have PCOS but my bloodwork is fluctuating on those hormones (androgens, LH, FSH, etc.) and my reproductive endocrinologist is a little confused. There's a reason I get migraines and other types of headaches on a daily basis. There's a reason I'm having double vision, most noticeable at night. My pineal cyst is considered large--it may be larger at this point since it has been 13 months since my last MRI--and it's causing problems for me. There's no getting around it. The only question is then: Are these problems manageable so as to avoid brain surgery? At this point, I honestly don't know. If they keep getting worse, I'm really screwed. It's hard to tell what the original symptoms are, and what are the symptoms of the symptoms and the symptoms of the drugs I'm taking. Is the transient anemia from the thyroid disease? Or is it from taking aspirin and Arthrotec? Are the headaches from allergies I have been diagnosed with, or from the pineal cyst itself? Is the PCOS a separate issue, or is it a result of fluctuating/off-balanced hormones being sent by my pituitary as a result of the cyst?
I have so many questions and so few answers. Fortunately, the neurologist (neuromuscular specialist) and the ENT both said that I could come to them if I really needed a doctor to be on my side and push my case forward so I can rigorously figure out what the hell is going on with me. The neurologist gave me the names of some other prominent neurologists and a neurosurgeon in the area who specialize in brain tumors. I think I'll have to begin investigating this route as soon as I can. I don't have time to waste if I want to get better one day.
I also have to see a gastrointestinal specialist to potentially have my upper-GI tract scoped, as my ENT ordered. He wants to figure out the real cause behind my acid reflux and paralyzed vocal cord. A CT scan of my neck turned up negative (even for that swollen lymph node in my chin, I think), and some bloodwork he ordered came back alright. Even my TSH was in a normal range. I have a standing order for some other bloodwork to be done, but I can't get it done until I reestablish health care. Isn't my life grand? I'm the person who needs health insurance the most, so it's irritating that I was kicked off of it for a reason that wasn't even my fault (I won't bother going into details).
That's a "quick" update for now. I'm off to take a much-needed nap since my sleep schedule is non-existent and I stayed up all night. I did take a Provigil today and not only did it take away my appetite (no wonder I've gained weight without it; I have no metabolism and Propranolol puts me to sleep for the entire day so I'm in a live coma of sorts), but it makes me feel much more alert, motivated, and happy. The "happy" part is weird to me...until I looked it up and discovered that Provigil might have anti-depressant properties. Interesting! I just feel more upbeat and alive when I take it. When I don't take it, which is most days, I'm a zombie that can barely muster up the energy to walk up a flight of stares, let alone walk as much as an average human being should be walking on a daily basis.
Keep your fingers crossed for me, everyone, and hopefully the next time I write I'll not only have health insurance, but another update on visits to the doctors'.