Hi to all and hope the new year (freezing January) isn't doing too much damage to you.
Last year I wrote about the horrors of my spontaneous vertebral fractures. Sorry about the original spelling mistake in that post. My tablet refused to put the r in vertebral!
Since then I was doing well. Slipped disc and the evil bilateral and sciatic nerve pain diminished and I was slowly getting on top of the stiffness and slower walk. I had an appointment with my new closer to home Rheumatologist and he seemed pleased. Two of the Lupus/arthritis drugs he asked me to drop doses. Hydroxychloroquine from 400 to 200mg and prenisolone from 5mg to 4mg a day. He also started me on Alendronic acid 70mg a week. Eight days after this change I woke with violent restless legs and constipation that caused anal bleeding. Arms, jaw and legs have been driving me mad with jerking. I haven't had these luckily for years so it was quite a shock. Six days after this started my stomach started dumping. Food passing through my stomach too quick and my usual habit of two to three visits to the loo helped by senokot a week suddenly changed to two to three times a day. Sciatica has returned in my left leg and so violent I've been unsure on my feet.
Three weeks on today, I had another appointment. My weight has dropped by six kilos in twenty-six days and the lack of sleep, one to two hours has knocked every ounce of energy from me.
His attitude to my problems was to blame anxiety. No interest in helping in either sleep, restless legs etc or the fact that my weight has dropped and my abdomen looks like I'm six months pregnant and very sore.
We all know some problems come and go occasionally but his attitude was awful.
Come home feeling like it's my fault. Partner who has battled cancer for years was shocked as well especially as he has seen all this happen.
Have any of you experienced similar problems with the meds?
With only one to two hours sleep a night now and so little support today it's left me shocked and very disappointed in the way he pooh pooped everything that had happened. I'm frustrated as well as frightened at the sudden change of attitude and lack of interest. Shocked if I'm honest. The last fourteen years of disease has many huge patches where lack of support was present but sometimes and sure most of you know what I mean it's been pure luck and stubbornness in myself that has been all I've survived on.
Look forward to any ideas you may have.