Well, another episode in "As the Stomach Turns"... (Just my attempt at my usual dark sense of humor).
My eagerly (?) anticipated appointment with the Infectious Disease specialist to see if he could shed some light on my Epstein Barr virus titer went as well as could be expected. It is a new office at a new hospital, but the registration process went very efficiently. It was a breath of fresh air, actually. Other than the parking lot, that is! I thought there might be a throw down for the spot closest to the elevator. I shake my head and wonder what on earth is wrong with people. I had my daughter with me, with her newly acquired boot (soft cast) and she told me she was willing to walk farther to prevent the shedding of blood. ha!
I had to wait a bit as I.D. is also the same office as the Travel Clinic which has much quicker appointments. They probably took one look at my file and ran for cover. By luck of the draw or divine providence, my appointment was with the director of the clinic, Dr. S. I'll refer to him as Dr. Sleuth, as I think he might actually look for things and poke around. I am not sure how long my appointment was supposed to be, but he spent quite awhile and gave me a thorough going over, perhaps 45 minutes to an hour. He asked a lot of questions and said I was referred so he could interpret my EBV results. He then looked up graphs on the internet and showed me how the various antibodies wax and wane over time and that mine don't do that (which I knew). I have learned to not interrupt because sometimes they reveal new information. So, that led him to ask more questions. He was surprised that an EBV titer hadn't been run before October when I have had the fatigue since 2014. Of course back then it was explained away as anemia and I was told to take iron and better my sleep hygiene. The second EBV titer run in December didn't have all the antibodies for comparison. He ran another full panel yesterday and will read my medical records going back to 2015 or so (I supplied him with pertinent dates/doctors to weed through the records) and then he will let me know when I need to return as he wants to get a better grasp on what he's dealing with. One thing he couldn't understand was that Rheumatology dx'd me with sero- RA and I took Methotrexate (a toxic drug -his words) and then they took me off it and now aren't treating me for anything. He wants to try to understand what their (each doctor's) thinking was when they ordered a test or treatment before he decides what to do. Many events have transpired since Rheum did that, my cardiac event, falls, neuro consults, ANS testing etc.
Before he sent me off he asked what I thought about the EBV since I have a medical background. I told him I didn't believe the interpretation given with the October and December titer results saying I had a recent infection was accurate. I know I didn't have 'mono' and the fatigue has been much more chronic. I told him I still thought it was autoimmune and that EBV could be an instigator in many cases such as SLE, RA and MS. I also told him that I went to Cambodia on a medical mission in January and had a conversation with our medical director (a hem/onc who is an expert in EBV mutations) regarding epigenetic changes of B cells, just to make him think. Sometimes, I like to keep them on their toes too. If they know you have access to someone of that caliber somewhere else, sometimes they try harder for you and we the patients don't have to rely on sheer altruism to get the job done.
I just want my life back, even a portion of it. I told him that too. I wasn't on the top of my game. I was pretty tired and could have been more specific in answering questions. It was a long week for me. My daughter, who has bilateral CRPS was put in a boot for a fracture (lis franc fracture- hopefully won't lead to a non-union situation). She saw the foot surgeon on Wednesday. We are quite the pair! Fortunately, we found Seattle Chocolates Sparkling Mimosa Dark Chocolate Truffle Bar to save the day in the hospital gift shop!
Well, that is the latest turn. I know many of you have your own journey. Thank you for sharing my burden by listening to me blubber on and on about all this muck. Dr. Sleuth is on the case. Fingers crossed. May we all get the answers we need and the effective treatments...and in the meantime, Sparkling Mimosa Dark Chocolate Truffle Bars to nibble on when we need to grin and bear it. Love to all!
DRunnerchick